Jasmine Vs. Night

Jasmine was so eager to get into the ring that she jumped over the railing to get there, she was on her platform, and armored up before Vera had even taken a seat.

Her personality was a runaway train. Her human self could hardly keep a hold of the reins. At least it felt that way.

It truth she and Anna were the same. While Anna fought to be the best to fufill something within herself, it’d always been the crowd for Jasmine. She beamed and waved at her adoring fans. Her performance with the prince had earned her a lot of goodwill.

More than the thin figure on the other side of the arena. Night was as of yet an unknown for the people of Coloradia, but that let them project all their misgivings of the drow upon her. An evil slaving race only held in check by the will of The Prince. They booed and hissed at her like you would any villain. Still the little rouge, seemed to enjoy the attention as much as Jasmine enjoyed the cheers. Though she didn't smile, Jasmine had known to girl long enough. Beneath that new alien exterior their was a certain mirth bubbling up.

If Jasmine was the hero, she was the villian and that suited them just fine.

Jasmine pointed a finger at Night, her red armor clanking along with her. “So what do you think Night? Want to play touch ass like the others?”

The drow grinned sinisterly and drew her knife. “No, I don’t think that suits us at all.”

Jasmine swooned, she was getting excited. It was almost sexual how much she wanted this. She wanted to hurt and be hurt by Night, to strain her body and push through.

“I’ve just been dying for a fight!”

“Armor on.” Night revealed her body to the audience, another suit of spider silk armor. “I’m going to make you regret trapping me in that contract… nothing personal.”

Jasmine cackled. “Then let’s go!”

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Round One

Jasmine’s Initiative: 3 +7 = 10

Night: 10 +10 = 20

Night was gone before Jasmine could even take a step forward. It was only the drow's knife blade catching the light that let Jasmine turn in time to see the elf lunging at her. She covered all of the ground in an instant. Jasmine gulped and lifted her shield.

Night Attacks!

Attack: 16+8 = 24

Jasmine’s Ac 21

Hit!

Jasmine takes 8 damage.

“Aaaah!” Jasmine cried, stumbling backwards. The blade never made contact with her, a stream of red pixels appeared in the air in front of her where the knife had cut.

Still, it hurt like hell. It was hard to describe... Jasmine felt halfway ****. Like that little butter knife had someone hit something vital.

She loves it.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” She stomped on the ground. She allowed herself a single nervous drop of sweat but that was all. “Shield of Groping, Activate!”

The ornate shield she carried on her left arm came to life. The six arms pulled away from the shield and wiggled their fingers sinisterly. “Let’s get our hands dirty!” It cried out in a man’s voice.

Jasmine lunged forward and swung her shield.

Jasmine Attacks!

Attack: (19) + 5 + 1 =25

Night’s Ac: 19

Hit!

9 damage!

Night braced as it hit came, pain wracked her body. She pushed off as the shield hit her, using it's borrowed momentum to spring away. But before she could get away the hands of the shield reached out and grabbed her!

One hand grabbed hold of her ankle and yanked her bodily into the shield. The other arms went to work. A hand grabbed each of her wrists and wrenched her arms open. One hand then grabbed her throat. The other three grabbed her breasts and crotch and began rubbing.

Night takes 2 will damage.

“Oh look, we’ve got ourselves a damsel, Jasmine. Quick lick her neck before she works up a sweat struggling.” The shield writhed with excitement.

“Shut up.” Jasmine smiled at the disabled drow. “Not bad huh? My sister thought of this. You see, big damage only matters if you can take someone out in one hit. At this level, I can’t do that, no matter the weapon. Which means it’s all about utility. My shield bash might only count as a light weapon, but it’s my high strength that really matters. Plus I get a free grapple in after I hit. After that, I can just keep squeezing and rubbing you until either your body or mind breaks.”

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Round 2

Night grimaced, this was bad. Her high AC was completely negated in this grapple. She was a sitting duck, and with Jasmine's high strength, she needed to get out now.

ESCAPE!

Jasmine's Strength DC 17

Night's Escape Roll: (18) +7

Night took a deep breath, cleared her mind, and then just seemed to simply slip out of the shield's grasp. She caught Jasmine's wide-eyed look and smiled. "The goblin was too stupid to realize, but Escape can be used with Strength or Dex!" Night cackled and cartwheeled away, hoping to throw Jasmine off her game. In truth, she was sweating.

'Shit, that escape action took my whole turn, all I can do is try to dodge. That shield is giving her crazy action economy.' She took a steadying breath and gripped her knife. 'Calm down Night, you just have to dodge her attack and wait for an opening..."

"Slick stuff!" Jasmine laughed, it was clear to anyone that she was enjoying this. She barreled forward devoid of grace or tact. She just wanted to get back into the melee."But all I got to do is hit, you again and you're right back where you started!"

Here she comes!

Night coiled up her muscles and leaped!

Jasmine Attacks!

Attack Roll: NATURAL TWENTY!

Critical Success!

But it's just what Jasmine was waiting for. With Night dodging to the side, the fortress of muscle torqued her body, and sent the shield home. There was a sonic boom, as the shield collided with Night with such **** it sent her shooting through the sky, and colliding with the arena wall. Night left a crater in the brickwork, as her eyes rolled into her head, and she slipped to the ground ****.

There was a moment of silence, a moment of surprise...

And then a deafening roar.

The crowd was going insane at such an amazing finish. "Jasmine Jasmine Jasmine Jasmine!" She stood at the center of it all, her smile couldn't be any bigger.

"They love me!" A wave of sorrow and manic joy exploded within her. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she did both. She smiled and waved as flowers were thrown at her feet. Her green cheeks glistened with tears. "I love you too!"

Meanwhile, the other contestants just frowned and worried.

How were any of them going to beat a thing like that?