PvP: When in PvP Situations, Expect the Worst Possible Outcome...

Peachbomb: Got what it takes? (not a Bijou reference...lol)

Honeying: Sup?! D:<

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Peachbomb: =.= off topic much?

Honeying: Lol.

Description: This will be a PvP (player versus player) related blog entry. These type of blog posts will feature anything that has to do with PvP. It could be tips or my experiences in PvP.

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Good morning. :]

So, I couldn't make this post on Sunday as I went to the beach, and got super tired. Anyone else ever had that feeling? I had a long sleep, and right now it's late in the morning, but I got it finished so enjoy! If you read my Saturday Update, it has something to do with PvP KQ.

Based on true in-game events and on a cool story bro!

It was late at night, and I was on my lime-colored hair full end cleric Pearbomb...

Sup?

I was training with my very ugly brother mage in 5x abyss, and with a pretty fighter that was an acadie. As we entered the Passage of the Abyss, a small archer in sight with 3000 HP, and a +9 crossbow of destruction colored like a rainbow (Nice weapon right?) started to head towards where we were headed to...

Creepy stalker...

We traveled alongside him trying to ignore this curious archer, and in a split second...the small archer began to PK (player kill) us. Out of all classes to PK...they pick an archer? Lol.

Anyways, the battle began...it was a party of three vs one little underpowered archer. My brother has the ability to make people very irritated, and make even the most silent people in the game say a word... He's just that irritating!!

Example:

The small archer was irritated by my brother (Who wouldn't?), and threatened to cookie if the two of us (me and the pretty fighter) wouldn't stop hitting him. First of all, cookie to kill us? Second of all, why did you pick an archer to PK? Lol. The small archer started the fight so as a courtesy to him, we wanted to end the fight...

In my party, there was a full end pretty cleric, an ugly frail mage, and a pretty fighter with lots of health. The tides of battle were on my side, and we were not going to let an archer push us around. As the battle prolonged, a fighter with a +10 axe appeared right at the gate far away. He approached the battle...not knowing what he would do next, and whose side he was on. With a quick movement, he devastated at the scene of the battle, and quickly I knew he was the enemy. My reaction was quick enough to save my ugly frail brother of a mage, and he survived surprisingly. The battle raged on...three vs two.

My party didn't take the archer fight seriously, but as soon as the fighter with a +10 axe at level 61 came in...the battle was on! The archer naturally went after the frail and ugly mage in hopes of killing...someone. The fighter went head on with the pretty fighter in my party. The two enemies soon realized that in order to beat my party, they needed to kill the most prettiest cleric in 5x abyss at the moment. First, the archer tried to take me down, but with no avail. His damage was like a toothpick compared to a tree log. He was the Pikachu compared to a Raikou. My point is: his damage was so fail (more damage please OnsOnSoft <3)... So, the fighter with the pink +10 axe of destruction (I'm scared D:) directed his attacks at me.

I flinched a bit, wondering if I could take hits from a high leveled +10 axe fighter. He used one of the most feared skills in Isya...devastate. I stood there motionless unable to do anything. I used my stone, and my HP was lowering to zero. I spammed my tier three HP potions like crazy, and I survived! He was no match for my prettiness, my defence, and my spamming tier three potion action skillzzz. While the fighter tried to kill me...the archer was occupied in killing my ugly mage of a brother. The pretty fighter in my party was running around...not knowing what to do. All this chaos was created by a small archer.

The fight went on for five minutes, and a statue sitting atop the stairs of Passage of the Abyss began to move. Awaken from his deep sleep, he furiously ran straight to all this chaos that was created in a few minutes. He swinged his axe right on to my brother killing him, and then went straight on to the pretty fighter. I was a spam healing machine with spam clicking tier three potion skillzzz. The +10 pink axe guy stunned me, and I was too late to save the pretty fighter. RIP pretty fighter and still ugly mage. </3

My enemies all looked at the prettiest cleric in 5x abyss, and rushed towards me like a PKer would go...well after a nub. I was the nub, and I ran around healing, and using my endless supply of tier three potions (12s at AR F2 for those interested in Bijou server 9AM-12PM Hawaii time), and once I got stunned...it was over! My whole party left with their teeth gathered up for the tooth fairy (pinkies) in Isya, and we all just sat in Forest Perimeter like nothing happened. One of the fighters came out and said, " Stop QQING." As if we were QQing...lol. *rolls eye*

I laughed at this whole thing, and we all waited outside...doing nothing.

As time passed, the battle royale tournament (Warrior's Code Amateur Fighter) was about to begin that was held every four hours. I felt brave after my last fight in Passage of the Abyss, and I signed onto one of these free for all tournaments feeling brave. I waited in Forest Perimeter while the +10 pink axe guy was being harassed by my ugly brother for the incident earlier inside abyss.

The announcement was sent that the tournament was about to begin in 3...2...1!

All the participants who signed into the tournament were warped into a circular room, and there stood 14 people, and one person still trying to login because of slow Internet. In this huge crowd of people, I saw one of my comrades within the battlefield, and I felt safe. The battle began in a few seconds, and all the fighter beasts ran after all the running little piggies running with their low life in all corners of the battlefield. It was a sight that made me giggled a bit. I stood at the spot where I was warped and remained, and I felt confident with my two +9s, my +9 weapon, and my full end build. Nothing seemed to scare me in the battlefield.

Chests began to appear all over the battlefield.

Who got the treasure from the cookie jar? was the question on every one's mind. All of sudden, everyone got stunned...and it was my comrade, who I met in the same academy, got the hammer. I ran to him to congratulate him, and as he ran close to me...he killed me with no hesitation. I lay dead wondering why I died, and I realized he killed me. I checked to see if that was really a comrade...and it was. I got mad and confused, but I said nothing at all. My comrade after a few seconds realized his mistake...

Chests began to appear all over the battlefield.

I ran as fast as I could to a chest. The chest opened, and a big red hammer shined right in front of me. I grabbed the hammer, and my damage increased 10 fold. I had the powa! D:< My comrade passed by, and I wondered if I should hammer him by accident. But I remembered that I was loyal to my guild no matter what. I felt helpless, and I didn't entertain my emotion of bitter revenge...

After killing a few people, I suddenly realized that some hot-headed fighter was shouting my name accusing me of stealing "his" hammer. He warned, "you are so dead now". A couple of people agreed to spam kill me in all this messed-up chat. I went after that mad fighter, and killed him three times in a row...which only angered him more. It was just me a level 43 cleric vs three-five sparkcash fighters in the tournament all of a sudden!

The teams were revealed to me, and I was worried, but I didn't give up, and I hammered everyone in sight. Individually, each fighter tried to kill me, but failed to do so because I shroomed, and used my stone at the right moment. They soon realized that they didn't have enough damage to kill my cleric. They quickly coordinated an attack on me at the same time. I died a quick death, and I lay on the ground patiently thinking, and waiting for the right moment to strike. It was definitely not going to get easy from here.

Chests began to appear all over the battlefield.

My comrade got the hammer again! I ran right next to him for safety. However, just my luck...he was in the hot-headed fighter's team, and I was all alone again. What was I to do? I luckily dodged a few people until the chests began reappearing again. I met face-to-face with the hot-headed fighter again at a chest, and this time I purposely tried to take "his" hammer. The fighter saw me, and tried to kill me. He swinged his ugly axe at me...and I was in a lot of pain. I invinced myself, and went after the chest. Time was going by slowly as he continuously tried to rip through my shield. My invince broke instantly, and my HP drained a lot. As my HP reached 100...

Pearbomb stole the red hammer from the cookie jar.

The hot-headed fighter was stunned, and I killed him once again. I ran around killing all his friends laughing the whole way. ;D

I thought of killing my comrade again, but my loyalty to my guild was too strong. I ran around gaining a lot of points. My fame of 15 minutes ended in about two minutes as my hammer ran out... All the angry fighters began rushing at me like angry bulls...all furious and mad. I tried to run away, and in a mere second I died. I stood at 14k points, and waited on the ground for the tournament to end. There was one minute left, and I tried to secure my spot at third place by not dying.


The timer ticked slowly, and the countdown began...5...4...3...and boom I went to fourth place...2...1...

THE BATTLE ROYALE WAS OVER.

There I stood thinking about my thinking...wondering how to react. The hot-headed fighter got fifth, but laughed at my 15 kill points whereas he got 17 kill points...lol. I am a full end cleric...lolz. He was definitely mad. I wanted to reply, "99% of my kills was from u. :] U mad?", but I was loling the whole time to myself, and I was silent the whole tournament.

I did the whole tournament with no team and no sparkcash...just by myself, and got fourth place. Although, it didn't feel like an accomplishment. I had mixed emotions. I was mad that I didn't get third, and that my comrade killed me, and didn't help me in my desperate need of help. I had thoughts of whether to kill him or not, but I was too weak. I thought about the Passage of the Abyss incident, and laughed at the silliness that I was in. I was irritated because I felt that my loyalty was not being respected, and it was worth nothing in the tournament. As FatalLace had said in her blog when she is in DT parties (Ask Fatal: Dragon's Tomb Edition (Damage Dealing - Mage) by FatalLace)... I learned similarly that when you are in PvP situations...expect the worst possible outcome...for even your friends may betray you just to become number one. Or that even a small archer is full of surprises. Just be prepared for these type of things to happen, and don't get too upset as this is to be expected.

The end! :]

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Well, I hope you enjoyed the chaos I was in a few days ago. I got to go eat...lol I am so hungry, and I'm still tired from going to the beach yesterday. Have a good day. :]