Blood Bowl: The Minor Leagues

[Gorbaz]

Well now, that was a surprise. The tree-hugger shared her sentiments about the Goblin, and a death out on the field would be less incriminating, but on the other hand might hurt their chances in a small, almost insignificant way. Still it was enough to warrant Melaine actually turning to regard the other woman, and giving her a nod of approval.

Along with the others, once the team was called, she stood up from the bench, pulling some of the last bits of mud from a strand of her hair and adjusting her pads, she set out onto the field and hung around on the right flank. It was not her job to take a position on the pitch of her own accord, but rather their short, fat, hairy coach's job to give them a position and a play to run.

[RavenLord]

Solus looked at the members of his team. Their greatest weakness was made apparent. No one in this team was experienced with playing alongside members from other races. Without coaching, they were disjointed pieces rather than a team. Turning to the black orc from the practice, he nodded towards to the line of scrimmage before turning to the treewoman.

"You are with us. Come." he told her.

Solus then grabbed shifty the goblin by his head before making his way towards to line of scrimmage, dragging the puny goblin with him. Solus disliked the little critter. For him, Shifty was an open weakness. The stunty didn't have strength, wasn't fast or exceptionally agile. His only use was as living ammunition, to be thrown by their treewoman which was why warrior was even bothering with him, determined to get some use out of the goblin. He noticed human linemanmeatshield joining him on the line, taking position next to him in preparation for an assist, leaving a one man gap between them. He saw orc meatshield doing the same with his black orc counterpart.

Turning his attention to Shifty "Stand behind the treewoman." Solus ordered him before releasing the goblin. Warrior then turned his attention on the enemy players.

[GoodnightNinja]

Maple paid the goblin no mind. Even as young and spritely as she was, Maple had no interest in something that would last a mere few seconds. But rather than encourage him with acknowledgement, she merely ignored him. Her new friend and the upcoming scrimmage were more important. As they were divided into teams, she smiled as she saw her new friend was going to be on her side. And a rather large guy was now being all gruff and stuff as he motioned her over to take the field. "Just a..." She held up a single one of the branches on her hand to indicate a simple 'one'. "Moment." She finished as she began making her way to the elf who threw the ball better than she did.

"I'll take..." Her arm swung toward the front and center of the pitch. "The front." She started, "Nobody wants..." Leaning in, she whispered her plan, as if the other team was paying attention and not forming their own plan. "...to get tackled... By me..." Well, obviously. "If I'm open..." She said, motioning over to the goblin. "Give him the ball." She smiled, slowly turning to make her way to the front and center of the pitch.

Once she was in her spot, she gave a thumbs-up to the goblin. "Stay near me..." She said, without any hint of ill intent in her voice. "...I can help..." She stretched her branches out some, limbering up for the mini-match ahead. "...you score."

[RavenLord]

"Stay near me...I can help...you score..."

As soon as Solus heard treewoman utter those words to goblin, he realized something had went very wrong. Disorganization and misunderstanding were rearing their ugly heads. Not only Treewoman thought that damned goblin was their main scoring option but she was planing to help it, giving the stunty hope. So as any good chaos warrior would do in this situation, Solus turned towards the goblin and the treewoman then proceeded to smash those hopes and set the record straight.

"He is not scoring. He is not getting the ball. And you are not helping him do so. Unless you meant sex by scoring, then you are welcome to turn his small green body into a red paste between your thighs after we win this game. Understand?"

[exalted]

Pre-game:

Left Field:

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Elivia is joined shortly by Taoroe, the Amazon woman squaring up shoulder to shoulder with her to ready to cross the line on the kickoff. Jogging up to face you, you see an Orc Blitzer and Skaven Nightrunner, the intent of violence in their eyes changing to something else as they eye up the two females across from them.

Right Flank:

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The High Elf linemen takes position next to Melaine, though he clearly makes his dissatisfaction with his company known by his huffs and sneers. You may have won over the other outsider Elf but the Highborn were still being dicks.

Squaring up across the line you see another High Elf, nods passing between the him and one next to you. Next to the other Elf a bright blue skink hopes from foot to foot constantly as his head jerks about in all directions constantly.

Centre Field:

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The goblin gives Solus a few choice words but ceases to struggle quickly as he realises he has no choice but to accept the indignity of being carried by the head.

The Mowhawk Elf follows sets his beer aside and follows Maple onto the field but stops towards the back ready to receive the kick.

Shifty's chest swells with pride as Maple schemes with him and deflates for a moment as Solus barks at them, before he realises there is a giant possessed tree next to him. His mouth opens to reply but is cut off before he can start by a voice behind the Solus.

"We do!" The oddly bubbly voice calls.

Turning around you can see the defensive line has formed, appearing to be a mix of different humans and orcs, apart from the one the voice belonged to.

Standing just back out of reach a lithe, blond haired elf girl smiles sweetly. Black fishnet stockings accentuate her legs and tiny black thong does little to prevent your imagination while a short jacket and sports bra entices you want more. Two pompoms rest in her hands and she bounces about cheering for her side.

Sideline:

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If you look over (by reading this essentially, we're going all meta up in this game ) you see the coaching staff and reasonably happy with how you have arranged yourselves, giving you attacking options on all three fronts.

Kick Off:

"Ready? Okay!" A blonde Elf Cheerleader in the centre calls a moment before she punts the ball across the line.

The Ball flies high in the air in a slow graceful arc, allowing the the Mohawk Elf to sprint under it and catch it neatly.

[MelissaB]

Nodding to the amazon Elivia looks at their rivals on the opposite side of the pitch before leaning in. "Charge the orc with me to help me block them then I'm going to run past and get clear." She whispers before waiting, bracing herself to begin running she nods to her counter part before seeing the kick, once the ball is in the air she sprints off, racing towards the blitzer with Taoroe before clashing against him, trying to smash him down with a blitz action. provided all goes well she begins to sprint off down the left flank towards the opposition end zone trying to get clear of any on the other team.

[RavenLord]

The oddly bubbly voice brought Solus' attention back to other side of line of scrimmage. He saw the players standing on the other side and took special note of the cheerleader apparently playing for the other team, the warrior designating her as a special target before his gaze fell back upon the player standing opposite to him on the line. Solus kept one eye on the elven cheerleader, waiting for the kick off in anticipation of the upcoming violence. His whole body became like a compressed spring, ready to explode into motion at the signal.

And move Solus did, clenching his fists and launching a thunder like punch aimed at the face of his opponent the minute the ball was in the air. He aimed to bring down the opposing player and knock him straight out if possible before moving onto other targets.

[Gorbaz]

Something was up, and Melaine didn't like it one bit. She was next to a High Elf, and opposing a High Elf, and both were exchanging shifty looks! And here she was, a daughter of those banished long ago for supporting a different ruler, on a pitch with leering and hooting morons in the stands! No doubt they were planning something, like both going for her the moment the play started.

Well, she wasn't going to give them the satisfaction! Once the ball went high, she waited for her chance to make a break past the two players ahead of her. With luck, she should be able to keep ahead of the Elves, and the lizard looked to weak to be much of a threat.

[exalted]

Left Field:

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Charging for the Orc, the greenskin drops his shoulder in preparation for the the two women coming at him. There's a sickening crunch of pads and the orc is pushed back from the impact, allowing Elivia is break away cleanly and head down field.

Elivia has made it nearly half way down the enemy half when she hears a scream from behind. Looking over her shoulder she sees Tao pinned to the ground by the Orc while the Skaven gleefully yanks on her bra, having already slipped her thong down her legs and twisted them up around the woman ankles.

Looking centre, the blonde Elf Cheerleader was now sprinting towards Elivia, pom poms streamlining behind her.

Centre:

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Solous launches his fist at the Orc across from him, at the same time the Orc apparently had exact same idea. Both fists crash into protective helmets with a ringing thud, causing both to take a knee to steady themselves.

The Black Orc further down the line drops his shoulder and bulldozers his opponent, forcing him back and towards the centre.

None of the humans opposite Maple seemed thrilled with trying to hit a literal tree and seem fine with merely trying to keep her there instead. The Mohawk Elf having caught the ball sprints up behind Maple for protection, waiting to throw until the runners are clear.

The Cheerleader Elf smiles at Solous before waving goodbye and sprints for Elivia on the left side of the field.

Right Field:

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The High Elf is slightly quicker off the blocks than Melaine, darting across her line to block the skink to make it look like he is doing his job, but leaving his cousin free to stop her.

In the centre, Melaine sees the Black Orc open a hole on the end of the line that she can run through without having to run directly past the Elf opposite her. Bolting in, she clears the confusing chaos of swirling punches in the centre and starts heading down field, when she hears the stamping of feet coming up behind her. A moment later her feet are kicked out from beneath her and she sprawls to the ground.

She feels the weight of High Elf's knee press down on her lower back to pin her in place while his hand gropes under her pads to grab her panties and yank back hard, driving the cloth up into every crevice in an act that is more painful than erotic.

There's a high pitched screech behind her as the Skink, having dodged away from the other Elf charges head down at them.

[MelissaB]

Elivia turns and sees the problem Toa was having still she could help her out later, if she could tie up two of the other team by being a sexy amazon then she was pulling her own weight meanwhile she had to deal with a ...cheerleader? "Really?" She asks out loud before looking towards the thrower with the ball. "Over here!" She screams to her fellow elf as he runs behind Maple as she herself dashes off trying to make it to the touchdown line before she can be caught hoping the elf would throw it to her while she was on the move.

[RavenLord]

Solus felt frustration bubble inside him. He had expected to down his opponent in one punch before moving on. The fact that wretch was able to match him was annoying. He didn't have time to get into a slugging match with a worthless meatshield when he should be moving forward. He was a WARRIOR, a CHAMPION. He wasn't going to let a mere greenskin stop him in his tracks.

Solus rose back onto his feet before following it with another punch aimed at this opponent, this time putting his whole body and the momentum he built up behind the blow, intending the demolish the greenskin and push forward.

[Gorbaz]

.. and it was all going so well for those few seconds at the start of the match. Melaine let out a squeak as her feet vanished from under her, causing her to once gain eat dirt. Only this was the hard kind of dirt, followed by one of those damdable High elves pinning her to the ground. She tried to push back, but a hand pulled back sharply on her panties, driving the material up. Hard. She let out a pained yell, her eyes wide, tears starting at the corners.

Then, there was that ear-splitting sound of the lizard, running straight for them. Pushing up, she tried to at least destabilise the elf on her back enough that she could twist, or roll, or... something to get away - so much the better if her boot caught him on the way! One thing was for sure, and that was the pain between her legs was going to make it harder to run anywhere.

Perhaps she should take a gamble, and just dive into the crowd....

[exalted]

Left Field:

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Elivia sprints for the line, the Elf Cheerleader vainly trying to keep up but staying close.

Back at the half way line the Orc Blitzer slides himself under Tao while he holds her in place, lining his cock up with her unprotected ass and forcing himself in without any preparation. Tao cries out in shock and agony at the intrusion, but her screams are soon muffled as the Skaven stuffs his own cock inside her wailing mouth.

Finally a ref notices the assault and runs over, blasting his whistles but the Orc merely laughs and keeps violently thrusting in and out, stretching the poor Amazons hole with his girthy appendage. Frustrated at being ignored the Ref pulls out a red card and flashes it at the Orc Blitzer, who merely stands up, keeping Tao impaled on his tool, and walks off the field, bending the woman over a bench to keep ravishing her.

Robbed of his prise the Skaven looks about, cock still hard and dripping with Tao's spit and his pre, trying to find his next target when he locks eyes with Elivia.

Centrefield:

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Roaring with fury and surging up from his knee, Solus locks horns with the Orc again and manages to over power the green skin, forcing him back. At the same time as the Black Orc pile drives his human opponent into the ground beside the other Orc, leaving him shoulder to shoulder with Solus facing down the row of linemen trying not to anger the Treewoman too much.

Right Field:

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Squirming as hard as she can to get away from the material savagely invading every crevice of her lower extremities, Melaine manages to twist onto her back and bring her feet up to chest to kick back on the High Elf atop of her. The Elf tries desperately to stay in control, grabbing whatever he can get of grip of to stay on top but Melaine's legs are too much and he is knocked back on unsteady feet.

Their's a sudden piercing crack and in a flash Melaine sees it all. The Skink spriniting, launches of it's back legs, curling into a ball mid air it must have lost track of it's target or didn't expect the High Elf to get shoved back; but in an instant the skink's tail has lashed out of the ball, whipping with incredible speed aided by the rotation the tip connects with the High Elf's jaw and drops, lights out. When it lands the Skink hops about a bit, clutching at a stump where it's tail used to be. There's a sudden pounding of feet, followed by a gasp of surprise and Gak! of agony as the Elf chasing the skink slips on the severed tail and goes down hard.

The Skink stands still for a moment, gazing forlornly at it's severed and squished tail, leaving Melaine to decide if this was all just some kind of accident.

The Throw:

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Ducking to right now that Solus and the Black Orc have opened a whole in the centre, the Elf with the Mohawk cocks his arm back and readies the ball to be launched down to Elivia. In a flash his arm shuttles the ball down field at speed and Elivia momentarily flashes back to being knocked out in training, but is brought back to reality by a sudden shout of "MY BALL!".

A shadow flashes across her eyes as the Cheerleader chasing her does a sudden springboard somersault and plucks the ball out of the air before it reaches Elivia.

[MelissaB]

Turning around to see the ball get caught by the cheerleader Elivia comes to a skidding halt and curses. "Couldn't throw it so it couldn't get intercepting huh?" She asks herself before turning and sprinting after her. "I'm going to show you why you should of remained dancing with pompoms." She calls after the woman attempting to catch up and tackle her, hoping to knock her clean off of the ball before she gets the chance to throw it to another or get help to stop her from completing the tackle.

[Gorbaz]

Melaine blinked at the scene presented to her, unsure exactly how she had managed to make this series of events occur. Perhaps Khaine was looking out for her? Probably not, but an opening was an opening!

Climbing back up to her feet at last, she considered for the breiest of moments lending aid to that poor skink, but there wasn't really a lot she could do anyway so, checking for which direction the ball had gone (into the hands of that overly-peppy cheerleader), she surged off as fast as her pain-throbbing body would let her, aiming to lend a hand to the painted elf-girl and, if the ball goes down, snag it and make a run for the endzone herself!

[RavenLord]

Solus realized things were not going well. He had managed to get some breathing room after pushing his opponent. Taking a quick look around, he noticed that his team had lost the ball, thanks to an interception done by that infuriatingly cheerful elf and they had lost one of their catchers. The fact that enemy was down a blitzer did not make the situation better since Solus' team also had the worthless goblin. Fortunately, it seems their dark elf runner had managed to save herself and was back on track running towards the cheerleader, which presented an opportunity for Solus.

"I am going to get that elven bitch. Cover me." Solus said to his black orc teammate before trying to kick his opponent away from himself so he could move away from the center. Hİs plan was to cut cheerleader's path and tackle her.

[exalted]

The Ball

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With a gleeful chuckle the Cheerleader legs it back for the line the graceful strides of Elivia keep her in step and pushing hard she manages to catch up, bumping shoulders with the other Elf and sending her sprawling into the grass, ball bouncing free of her grasp.

There's slight pause in the action as all eyes turn to the ball rocking gently just behind the wall of linemen. The Black Orc seems to react first, shoving his smaller opposing cousin back further and freeing Solus to leave the line and surge around. Melaine speeds away from the skink, leaving him in her dust as she slips past Solus and scoops up the ball.

The Human Lineman behind her is just about about reach out and grab Melaine by the collar to wrench her down when he suddenly doubles over in pain from the pointed goblin helmet just rammed in his junk. The Nightrunner, seeing a closer target - and one with the ball - snarls and charges for Melaine but comes a foul as he trips by having a goblin latch onto his tail.

Right Field:

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The skink continues to mope, holding his tail forlornly in his hands. He kicks the High Elf in the ribs every time it tries to move as he blinks away tears.

Left Field:

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"Now Sweety, that wasn't very nice," The Cheerleader chuckles as she picks herself up off the ground.

The girl continues to smile eerily as she dusts herself down, when there's a metalic click from one of her pom poms as a switch blade flicks out the top.

"Now do I have to stab a bitch?" She asks perkily, head tilted to the side.

Before Elivia can respond or react the blade is jabbed into her unprotected midriff and Elivia feels every muscle in her body go weak.

"Silly Rabbit, the answer is always yes," The disguised Assassin whispers in Elivia's ear as she retracts the blade and bounds away.

None of the refs seem to have noticed the attack, too busy with the chaos around the ball. A team apothecary darts out, the one Elivia recognised as being the same who was disappointed she wasn't hurt in training, and slaps a bandage to the wound as he drags her off the field to benches.

MAP KEY:
Blue = Friendly
Red = Other Team
Black = Ball/other

E = Elivia
M = Melaine
S= Solus
Ma= Maple

G= Goblin
HL/OL = Human or Orc Linemen
HE= High Elf
N= Night Runner
A = Assassin (the cheerleader)
BO = Black Ork

B = Ball

[Gorbaz]

She was doing it! She was really doing it! Gotten away from that gropey highborn, made it all the way over to the ball, and everyone around her were just falling over themselves! Still, actually being in a game wasn't anything like watching it on Cabalvision and, as she skidded to a halt and scooped up the ball, she quickly surveyed what was in front of her.

"Oh. Well... shit...." she panted as that cheerleader, now with a more murderous look in her eye came storming forward, the wardancer being pulled off the pitch behind her. At least that northman warrior had managed to get up beside her, just as they were closed on.

"Northman! PomPom's face is open!" she shouted, pointing at the cheerleader charging down at them. This play hinged on the two of them being able to flatten the other girl, then she could bolt for the end zone, leaving the Iron Slugger to mop up the rest.

[MelissaB]

Elivia gasps her eyes going wide in confusion she hadn't seen it coming and soon she is looking and staring at the wound from the hidden knife. "Bitch..." She groans out before falling over, landing hard on the grass. Groaning she shakes her head and grips the stab wound as she is seen to by the apothecary, looking at the field as she is taken off of it, her hands tending to keeping pressure on the wound, bandaged up she looks over at the field with a glare. "Someone snap that bitches neck... who the fuck allows knives in a fucking team practice game..." She complains bitterly.

[RavenLord]

Solus was surprised. He had to admit, he really didn't expect the cheery elf to be a stabhappy psycho. Yet here they were, down to nine players against ten, with their wardancer being carted off the pitch. Guess this is what happened when didn't wear armor. Still, their position was good with most of the opposition standing behind him, leaving the newly nicknamed PomPom to be the only obstacle in their path for a easy score.

"Follow right behind me. I will deal with PomPom." Solus told the elf runner standing beside him before he broke into a run towards PomPom with the intention ramming and tackling her to ground.