
This page is dedicated to My teachings of fighting styles and rules that should be followed when a fight is needed.
There are usually 3 reconized styles of fighting that include turn base(TB), T1, and T2. To begin I will explain the rules of all 3 styles and then work on giving examples of proper uses of each. To begin with the full name for TB is turn base textual combat and as the name implies it is the use of taking turns to describe your attack to the other person. The wanted result is to make such a move that your opponent is unable to block or resist against. This can be accomplished by many ways including but not limited to magic, unique fighting styles, use of weapons, or using your surroundings as a weapon itself. Either way the desired result is always to win a fight, besides what person likes to lose at anything?. In TB there are basic rules to which all should follow such as autos. In Tb you cant force your hit upon your opponent so when you post you cant hit but only try to hit, then if they dont or are unable to defend against your attack then you may post the results of your attack to the person. However you can not tell them how they take the hit unless it is a obvious result. Examples are you swing sword from left shoulder to right shoulder and then if the person didnt defend against it then the person would be headless and therefor the loser of the match. The next style is T1 and I will begin by saying that it is very similar to TB in that it is turn base. The biggest diffrence is that T1 has many sublevels of rules and variations including but is not limited to royal, melee, and pc(power characters). Royal is a all for all battle style that can be used for raiding, attacking another Home, or simple full scale battle. Melee is a hand to hand or weapon to weapon combat style with no magic or uninherant skills included. The skills that can be used are natural healing, strength, agility, speed, and any abilitys your weapons or artifacts may have. The thing that is not allowed in this style is magic which includes but definatly not limited to spells and or magic that takes a outside influence to be completed. By outside influence I mean power ups, summoning, changing surroundings, or teleporting such as trying to send your opponent into a black hole or banish them to a place outside the designated battle place. The next level to discuss is PC in which the characters are basicly godlike and can use all their abilitys and powers to trick, kill, or destory their opponent. Usually each person has a page or sheet that describes their character and what powers and abilitys they can use or have acess to. The next style to describe is T2. I will state first that I highly dislike this style as it is not based on skill but speed of typing. It conists of making a understandable sentence that is a minimun of 7 words. The only true rule of this style is you cant force hits but only try to do things and it should be stated as such like "trys to slide His arm around jeffs neck to choke Him from behind". I have explained what each style is and what they consist of now it is time to give examples of proper TB, T1, and T2. This may take sometime as there are not very many fights in which I referee or are in personally. Maelthras a lean six foot tall man quietly stands upon the mountaintop. the darkness think but for the moon high overhead. He has think waist length black hair, it is tied back from his face. His bangs though brush against shoulders and chest, though clear of his large golden eyes. He is dressed in loose fitting pants with no shirt, the pale white flesh of his chest revealed. Resting at each hip is a black metal sheaths containing 34 inch silver longswords, the blades black for the honed edges. Maelthras draped down across his back, from left shoulder to right hip is a massive metal sheath. Contained within is a 48 inch double edged silver sword. 4 inchs wide and a half inch thick the blade is massive and black, but for the honed edges like the others. Slides his right foot forward while bringing left back. Bending knees slightly and brings his hands out, palms open and fingers together. His right rised with elbow bent while left is low near his thigh and out from his body. Lady+Dragons eyes were a swirl of colors as she studied the man before her. She stood at about five foot six with ankle length blonde hair that was pulled back in a tight braid. She had on loose fitting jeans and a loose fitting purple button-up top. Her feet were bare, already used to sharp things in the soles of them. She put her left foot forward while sliding her right backward, the twin blades she had acquired hanging at her sides. Lady+Dragon's blades were 35 inches in length and silver. She bent her knees slightly and had her left arm held straight out, bent at the elbow with her fist loosely clenched. Her other arm was tucked close to her side, wrist toward the sky as her hand was held in a loose fist. Maelthras smiles faintly amused as he examines his opponents with large golden eyes. Easily seeing through the darkness as if it is daylight. Reachs down to his sides and palms close upon sword hilts, lifts them up free of sheaths and holders them out before himself. The blade within right hand slightly raised, while the left is lowered til the tip nearly touchs the ground. His lean form is relaxed, already playing through possible attacks and moves they may use. Lady+Dragon nodded softly to Seil, without letting her eyes leave Mael. She had not worked with anybody in a spar before. She noticed his drawn sword and smirked softly, her hands going to the hilts of her swords as well. She lifts them from their sheaths, holding her left slightly higher than the other. She studies Mael for a moment before taking three hesitant steps forward, swords staying stone still. Smirks as her fourth step hits the ground, seeming to disappear. In a split second she would be behind him and to his left, a blade quickly searching for his side while the other stands horizontally across her stomach, ready for a quick block if needed. She had used something similar to his flash step. Maelthras does not hesitate when he sees her vanish from sight, knowing the most likely and deadly location. He twists to the left droping low to the ground as he hears a faint sound to his left of her teleportation. The blade within his left hand clangs against her own that was aimed at his side. Launchs himself forwards pressing his sword against her own as the blade within right hand darts forward slicing towards her left shoulder. The blades all black in the darkness but for their thirsty edges. Lady+Dragon smirks, knowing that would not be easily avoided. Her sword was too long to suddenly swing up and block, lest she cut her own arm away. ::nicely done.:: She tries to shove him backward as she hits the ground and slides to his right, a blade going for his knees. The other went for his ankles as she continued to slide away from him until she was just out of the reach of his blade. Then stood quickly and took a defensive stance, the same one she had before she used her version of flash-step. She winced slightly as she feels blood trickling down her arm. Maelthras feels his blade slice into her left shoulder deeply, disabling it as he jerks his sword back. he keeps his position taking the shove from the smaller woman, bracing himself with his left foot. Keeping his eyes intently upon her he sees another mistake as she slices towards his ankles and knees. Sinks the blade within left hand down into the ground off to the left of his left leg. Holds it firm feeling the impacts of her swords clanging against it. Maelthras though the sword within his right hand is already moving, slicing down towards the top of her head as she rises up to take a defensive stance. Though he twists the blade in midair so that the flat of the blade is descending towards the top of her head instead of the sharpened edge. Lady+Dragon eeps as she sees his blade coming toward her head. She spins to his right and out of the way, her left arm disabled so she can t keep it held in tight. The blade that used to rest in that particular hand flies out of it and toward his head unintentionally. Her remaining blade goes for three quick strikes, one to his middle, one for his neck with the flat of her blade, and another for the knees. Lady+Dragon nodded Each was executed in about two seconds. She uses her flash-step again, appearing 200 meters behind him. She is beginning to pale slightly, the sleeve of he shirt constantly darkening with her life liquid. She growls softly. Maelthras feels the flat of his sword slam against her right shoulder as she spins out of the way of a direct attack. His golden eyes piercing the darkness watching the blade that had been in her left hand flying towards his head. Sword within his left hand slices upwards, the tip sliding out of the ground and upwards to swat her free sword away from his head and into the ground a few feet away. Suddenly leans back and extends his legs, launching himself back away from her attacks. Maelthras though the sword within his right hand slams against her attack towards his neck blocking it so she doesn't follow through. He lands five feet away and reassumes his stance, slightly bends knees and sliding his right foot forward. As yet untouched while he had already struck her twice. Lady+Dragon smiles softly and begins to concentrate her energy to her shoulder, building it so that when it got high enough she could heal it next she got the chance. She spots her sword a bit away from him and snarls; even if she got to it she would have to find some way to sheathe it, until she could heal up her arm. Her good arm was a bit sore, though she held her sword ready to defend, should he come at her while she concentrated her energy to her shoulder. Lady+Dragon begins to go through her options. Flash-step was good, though he seemed to read her like a book. She knew that while she concentrated on healing her shoulder he would have the perfect opportunity to end it, so she couldn t stay still for long She let her thoughts fizzle as she threw almost everything she had into concentrating on her bleeding, paying just enough attention to Mael to keep track of his movements. Maelthras smiles amused as she goes still apparently attempting to heal herself, but he doesn't give her any time to do so. He suddenly darts forwards towards her, though alittle off to her right. The blade within his right hand arcing forward towards her right shoulder in an attempt to cripple it as well. Just after he passes her he suddenly twists, not checking to see yet if he had struck her. His left leg sweeping outwards towards her ankles in a smooth leg sweep. Maelthras his lean form rolling upon his right hip and using his momentum to kick his leg towards her ankles. Even as the sword within his left hand arcs outwards as well slicing towards her left calf in an attempt to hamstring her. Lady+Dragon blocks his blade by slamming hers against his, and then rolls to the left and forward as quickly as she can, trying her damndest to get out of his way. Her growling is quite loud and raspy. She pales further and bites her lower lip as she stands. She attempts to slice at the wrist that tried to hamstring her, and without waiting to see if it hit him, she swings the blade about and down toward his face, flat of the blade toward him. Maelthras uses his twisting momentum to slide away to his right away from her slice to his wrist and up onto his feet. Withdrawing his sword from hers as he smiles, suddenly sheaths the sword within his left hand, leaving the remaining sword within right hand. Reachs down picking up a small rock and then bounces it in his palm casually as he asks "Ready for a few trick lady, I sure hope so." Tosses the rock high into the air and he concentrates, giving her a few moments. Maelthras suddenly his form vanishs as he flash steps, there is a sound behind her to her left of the rock hitting the ground. He appears intfront of her and to her right smiling. His sword slicing forward towards her shoulder hoping that he had tricked her and caught her offguard. His lean form tensed, slightly crouched as is his usual stance when fighting. Lady+Dragon rolls to the left as quickly as she can, wincing as she does. She is now as pale as a ghost from blood loss. At this point, it's apparent that she's going to keep trying until she passes out or at least gets one hit on him. She rolls toward him again and as he hits the ground her sword lunges toward his right shoulder, aiming to give him a wound similar to hers in the opposite shoulder. Lady+Dragon doesn t wait to see if it landed or not; she instead uses what momentum she has to put a foot under her and spring up, landing behind him and to his left. She stumbles backward a little bit, mostly from the spring upward. She steadies herself and holds her sword in front of her defensively, her back resting against a tree for now. Maelthras lands though his golden eyes are locked upon her pale form twists his sword up and forward against her own. Blocking the attack to his shoulder as he then side steps and turns to the right facing her as she attempts to land behind him. Watchs as she stumbles back against a tree and then lunges forward pushing all of his force into a slice towards her stomach. The blade a blur in the night air as it slashs towards her, the blade withdraw slightly so it wouldn't catch on the tree. Lady+Dragon flings her own legs out from under her as he lunged forward, giving her -just- enough time to evade the attack meant for her stomach. The blade lands an inch or two above her head. Her vision begins to blur, "I surrender... I can't see straight... There are three of you..." she smiles weakly. Here is another fight for more examples.
Bloody+Cloud draws his red demonic sword and twirls it in one hand " Yup better believe it " Master+Lost walks into the room and then glances around curiously. He is a six foot tall man with thick black hair to the middle of his back, it is tied back from his face. He is dressed only in baggy black pants, his coat had been given to anne. Resting at each hip is a black sheath containing large 38 inch silver longswords. Reachs down grasping sword hilts and unsheaths the blades, looks to blood and then couchs low with blades held low in preparation. Bloody+Cloud draws his phantom blade and twirls is in his other hand, crouchs a bit bending his knees. Puts his eyes onto Master not loseing focus and lets out his four white angelic wings waiting. Master+Lost takes in a slow deep breath calming his turbulant thoughts, relaxing lean muscles. Begins to walk towards bloody with baldes held low, with a sudden burst of speed he darts forward. Instead of moving directly towards him, I move off to his right. As I pass him blade within right hand slices outwards towards his chest. Passes him and then continues for 5 feet before turning, looking to blood thinking that he is getting sick of fighting. Bloody+Cloud twirls both his blade up infront of him as he crosses them, jumps off his foot deflecting the attack instead of keep on the ground and begin knocked over he is flung the the air and flips over to skid on his feet and sticks one swor dinto the ground from makeing him go to afer before pulling it out of the ground. Master+Lost smiles and golden eyes shimmer, lifts blades and then suddenly rushs towards bloody. Just as I reach blood I slow suddenly and let the momentum flow into right arm as knees flex. Slicing glittering longsword within right hand slice towards the back of his neck. Not intending to play anymore games or test, this is a battle to the death. Sword within left hand slides downwards aiming towards the back of bloods let. Hoping the diable him and quickly finish him off. Bloody+Cloud slides his foot to infront of him an inch before twisting his body while fliping his sword over to rest on his forarm hitting into the sword comine at his neck, is hit ad bends his knees feeling the blow taken bhy his sword and twists, slightly sping to make the blade that was on his own fll infront him, spins completel aropund to bring his other blade wiht his body to slice at the mans arm that holds his sword. Master+Lost flexs legs and then suddenly springs back avoiding the return strike. Crimson blood flows down the back of bloods leg, struck with sword in left hand. Lands 10 feet away and crouchs low, golden eyes glance to the bloodied blade. Smiles and looks back to cloud and says softly "You should admit defeat now, you wont beable to use the leg. Plus if left unattended I think there is a possibility it would never heal correctly.." Bloody+Cloud sees him jump back and his own leg is cut and looks down at it " Hmm, not to use the leg would be a waist, i may need to use everything i have to fight you then, though trying to fight you like i was didnt seem to work out to well " cuts his pant leg off letting the blod flow down his leg and pulls his own shirt off. Master+Lost suddenly springs forward moving directly towards him, not giving cloud time to recover. At the last moment I shift to cloud left and slices down with sword within left hand, knowing he wont be able to dodge in the direction as well. The sword slicing towards clouds chest, little droplets of blood flying off the blade. Continues for only 4 feet this time and suddenly twists, blade within right hand extending and slicing through the air towards the back of his neck. Bloody+Cloud looks at the sword comening at him before dropping his own blade and catches the sword comeing at his chest as he growling in pain feeling the scales on his hand be cut a bit, his eyes shifting to dragon red scales growing out os his skin and slams his demonic blade into the sword comeing at his neck and crouchs a bit from the blow. Master+Lost withdraws swords from cloud and continues to twists, shifts his body placing fists upon the ground. Careful of the blades as he lifts himself out and extends a leg, the foot aiming towards his side. Flexs arms and then rolls to the side after the strike and rises up. Takes a quick breath and looks to cloud, golden eyes examining the wounds closely. Planning and calculating the best method for his next attack. Bloody+Cloud licks the blood off his hand and watches him with dragons eyes, opens his mouth as he let shis red dragon wings come out his back and his tail, breaths a huge amount of dragons fire right at Master, fades my demonic sword to my right hand to use as i watch. Master+Lost his leg struck into the center of clouds back knocking him aside. Watchs inently more amused then anything as thick dark colored scales ripple over form. Should the light touch his scales they would reflect a a mixture of reds and blues. Holds still as the fire sweeps over his form and dissipates the heat. Looks up with large golden eyes and then says gently "So naive, it is really a wonder how most survive. Bloody+Cloud stummbles forward and smirks a bit " We survive cuase we choose to, as for death here is shall not be mine " looks at Master as he flaps his dragon wings and flying backwrds and into the air a bit watching. Master+Lost slides arms up and then snaps them down sheathing the bloodied longswords. Looks to cloud and begins to transform quickly, taking his natural form of a 70 foot black dragon. Though his scales are dark they are not truley black, but a blending of dark red and dark blue. Looks to cloud and opens mouth, suddenly releasing a powerful blast of lightning that arcs towards him. Bloody+Cloud opens his mouth wider breathing in as deep as he can, softly breaths flames of jet black and is hot as the sun at the lightning thats comeing at him, flaps his wings and dives at the bigger dragon going right through the flames and slideing his sword right up the dragons arm under its scales. Master+Lost watchs as the lightning slices through the flames unaffected and strike against clouds chest. Suddenly twists feeling the blace slide between scales, but the sword only slice barely beneath the scales. His long 25 foot tail with a wicked blade at the end darts forward slicing towards clouds wings. Turns head and slides wings out and lunges away, building up a blast of lightning deep within.
Bloody+Cloud spins in the air to dodge the blade comeing at his wing, stops spining as he darts forward faster this time and brings his sword down over Master's large chest and whiping his spicked tail at it too with his full strength. Master+Lost waits just till the blade begins to descend towards chest, opens jaws wide and a blinding light flows out. A massive blast of molten lightning arcing towards cloud at the short distance. Feels the blade slice over scals, cracking a few but due to his great age none crack. Snaps wings forward and his form lunges back and twists rising quickly into the air. Bloody+Cloud spins to slash at the lightning being struck by it a bit and is blown back, points to his phantom blade and fades it to his other hand. flips so his back is now faceing the rest of them and trys swinging both his swords at Master. Master+Lost archs his wings upwards and rises higher above cloud as he lifts both swors up. Suddenly snaps his wings down with all his strength, launching himself up into the air away from the blades. At the same time powerful air currents slam against cloud disrupting his flying. Glides high above and begins to build another powerful blast of lightning within his chest. Watching and waiting for the time to release it. Bloody+Cloud growls and faces master and folds his wings up to fall from the wind blasts and falls farther away and repons them before breathing in deep again. Master+Lost glides higher having a clear advantage, he stokes the fire within and then dives down suddenly towards cliud. Tucking wings close to his back he drops swiftly towards him. As he closes to 50 feet his wings snap open slowly himself suddenly so he is poised above him. Releases a sudden and massive blast of fire towards cloud, though hidden within the flames is a even more powerful bolt of lightning. Bloody+Cloud watches the flames and lightning hit him with the full force as he tucks in his own wings and is hurled to the ground fliping over to his the ground hard and psitting up blood not even trying to dodge that one, places a claw on the ground his left eue blurring up trying to maintane from passing out from the loss of energy. Master+Lost looks down as cloud tumbles from the air to crash against the ground. Flicks wings and flys down towards him, slows 100 feet overhead and then begins to circle cautiously. His large golden eyes examining clouds body for damage, aside from the hamstringed leg and bruised ribs. Bloody+Cloud pants a lot, flips over so his back is on the ground and opens his mouth aiming at master before unleshing a swamr of chaos ball from his mouth spitting them out, each condensed and pacts with jet black flames all around them,lifts a claw to over his ribs on his right side closeig his eyes. Master+Lost snaps left wing up while snaping right wing down fliping him off to the side out of the way of the sudden attack. Narrows golden eyes havent suspected something but not that. He drops quickly towards cloud closing the distance before he can build up enough strength for another attack. The larger dragon spirals down towards cloud intently to land upon him and crush him. Bloody+Cloud opens his eyes quickly seeing him almost be landing on as he places his claws on the ground cuaseing rthe ground beneath him creack and shater being landed on and lessing the blow alot still being sunk into the ground from the attack. Master+Lost talons slice into cloud as the larger dragon lands upon him. Narrows golden eyes resting his full weight upon him. Suddenly launchs his head down jaws open towards clouds head, intending to kill and then eat his opponent. Talons and claws slicing into flesh pinning him down against the ground. Bloody+Cloud open his mouth breathing those jet black flames onto his oppenent now close to him being crushed almost in pain, his body clawed at from the talons in him knowing death will not stop for him but will be back if he dies for he is only a speciman. Master+Lost closes mouth over clouds head and suddenly bites down savagely severing his neck. Ignoring the 10,000 degree flames washing over him, he is part red dragon and they make their homes in active volcanos. Lifts head up and swallos clouds head whole and roars his victory to the others within the room. Bloody+Cloud head was eaten as he is touched and orbed out dead as it is.