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[size=xx-large][b]Sandbox Mode - The Bulletin Board[/b][/size]

For the basic rules and outline of Sandbox Mode, please see this thread.

[b]"Welcome to the Bulletin Board, where you can issue 'bulletins,' or challenges, against another character issued into Sandbox Mode!"[/b]
Trevor shows you to the bulletin room, filled with multiple boards-- all on wheels and all surprisingly low-tech compared to Thibault Ilin's Archives.

Scattered around the floor are a myriad of different colored papers and pens, each of which you can pick up to challenge an opponent. "Make sure you [b]stay in character[/b], while issuing a challenge and while accepting one! Each time you enter a fight in this Sandbox Mode here, by the way, you will be brought to a 'randomly generated' stage of sorts, heightening the insanity! You can also submit stages to our Landscape Crafter. Let the fun begin!"

[i]Note: Stages from the original Ultimate Tournament and Ultimate Tournament 2 will also be used![/i]
After being marshaled into the shockingly low-tech room, Annara Grace Griffiths picked a blue coloured piece of paper from the board, grabbed a red pen from the same place, and began to write. In elegant cursive writing, she wrote the following:

Quote:[size=x-large][font=Courier][b]Challengers Wanted[/b][/font][/size]
[i][font=Courier]I, Annara Griffiths, am looking for a few challengers for a good 2-against-2 fight. I have no preference for locations, so long as I get a challenge from those worthy of fighting. Please, by all means, sign up for this challenge!
[u]Annara Griffiths[/u]
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________________[/font][/i]

With that out of the way, Annara looked at her handiwork, and returned the paper with a tack to its rightful place on the bulletin board. She left the room shortly after, hoping that she would, in fact, find a fight worth playing through...

((Yes, I know Courier isn't a cursive font. Sue me.))
The Vacuum Duck waddled to the Bulletin Board, each movement of its webbed feet causing a [i]"plop"[/i]-like sound similar to a pair of boots after their owner is done dancing in some deep puddles of water caused by the early morning rain. Observing the list, and noting that a certain Annara Grace Griffiths had already signed the form stating that she was awaiting a challenge, the duck took out a paint palette and patted a certain collection of feathers over a variety of colors. Clumping up the painted feather ball, the bird rolled out a very sloppily written, multi-colored "VD." Afterwards, it returned to its office on the southern wing of the Sandbox Mode building.

Quote:[size=x-large][font=Courier][b]Challengers Wanted[/b][/font][/size]
[i][font=Courier]I, Annara Griffiths, am looking for a few challengers for a good 2-against-2 fight. I have no preference for locations, so long as I get a challenge from those worthy of fighting. Please, by all means, sign up for this challenge!
[u]Annara Griffiths[/u][/font]
[u][font=Impact][size=large][color=blue]V[/color][color=red]D[/color][/size][/font][/u]
________________
________________[/i]
Tempest walked into the room, seeing the various posters and messages tacked onto the message board. But of course the majority of these did not interest him. He was looking for a battle in which to participate, and to hopefully further hone his skills. He noticed only a single match request posted on the message, a thing he thought odd considering the purpose of the place. He noted that it was to be a 2-on-2 match. An Annara Griffths and something called VD had already signed up. So Tempest took his pen and wrote underneath VD his own name. Now all he had to do was wait for the final fighter to sign up for the match.

Quote:[size=x-large][font=Courier][b]Challengers Wanted[/b][/font][/size]
[i][font=Courier]I, Annara Griffiths, am looking for a few challengers for a good 2-against-2 fight. I have no preference for locations, so long as I get a challenge from those worthy of fighting. Please, by all means, sign up for this challenge!
[u]Annara Griffiths[/u][/font]
[u][font=Impact][size=large][color=blue]V[/color][color=red]D[/color][/size][/font][/u]
[font=Impact][color=#00BFFF]Tempest[/font][/color]
________________[/i]
Eric entered the room. It was scattered with a bunch of white objects. He was looking for a fight. He saw a white object hanging on the wall. He grabbed a odd stick with the color red at the end. He tried his best to write his name on the sheet.

Quote:[size=x-large][font=Courier][b]Challengers Wanted[/b][/font][/size]
[i][font=Courier]I, Annara Griffiths, am looking for a few challengers for a good 2-against-2 fight. I have no preference for locations, so long as I get a challenge from those worthy of fighting. Please, by all means, sign up for this challenge!
[u]Annara Griffiths[/u][/font]
[u][font=Impact][size=large][color=blue]V[/color][color=red]D[/color][/size][/font][/u]
[font=Impact][color=#00BFFF]Tempest[/font][/color]
[b][font=Times New Roman][color=#FF0000]Eric[/i][/color][/font][/b]
Captain Zander walked in to the bulletin board room and stopped right in front of the bulletin. Having leftover banana smothered on his face, Zander tore a paper off the wall entitled "Challenge Form" and wiped his face on it, not knowing it's true purpose. After finishing wiping the banana off, Captain Zander attempted to slap the paper back on the bulletin board, but he failed to do so. Not wanting to get caught for using the paper, Zander walked out of the room.
The Challenge Form fell onto a nearby desk laden with pens, pencils and a lamp. The lamp shone on the paper so that the banana stain appeared to be sloppy writing scribbled across the first line for a challenger; Zander had accidentally signed himself up for a battle!
The room with the bulletin boards was lit with fluorescent lights, casting a powerful white glow onto the skin of one Jackson S. Larke. He strode into the room, relaxed and carefree. It had been quite a while since he had fought anyone, and Jackson had been itching for a fight. Seeing a bulletin posted previously, he noticed a poorly-written red signature that simply read "[b][font=Times New Roman][color=#FF0000][i]Eric[/i][/color][/font][/b]".

[i]Could it be... Eric the Flame?[/i] Jackson mentally mused. His opponent of the legendary Ultimate Tournament was quite the fighter, if he recalled correctly. Eric had been the reason Jackson was forced to make an early exit, after he had been dropped into a pit of acid. The adrenaline already pumping throughout his body, Jackson scribbled a paper that would call out his rival, and hopefully catch his attention, before exiting the room to work with a landscape...

Quote:[font=Trebuchet MS][size=x-large][b][color=#0000CD]Attention: Eric the Flame![/color][/b][/size][/font]
[font=Book Antiqua]This is Jackson S. Larke - your opponent from the Ultimate Tournament. I could not help but to notice your signature up on this wall, and I would certainly love to have a rematch in our fight! Please sign below if you, too, share my excitement and interest.[/font]
[u][size=medium][font=Vivaldi]Jackson S Larke[/font][/u][/size]
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After the match that he had been in before was finished, Eric strode back into the room full of Bulletin Board. He was looking around, hopefully to find a better challenge, when something caught the corner of his eye.

Quote:[font=Trebuchet MS][size=x-large][b][color=#0000CD]Attention: Eric the Flame![/color][/b][/size][/font]
[font=Book Antiqua]This is Jackson S. Larke - your opponent from the Ultimate Tournament. I could not help but to notice your signature up on this wall, and I would certainly love to have a rematch in our fight! Please sign below if you, too, share my excitement and interest.[/font]
[u][size=medium][font=Vivaldi]Jackson S Larke[/font][/u][/size]
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Eric looked at this piece of paper, remembering back to the very first tournament. This must have been the guy he dropped into the pool of acid. Eric nodded. A rematch huh? Didn't sound so bad. Eric then picked up a nearby red marker, and write his name the best he possibly could.

Quote:[font=Trebuchet MS][size=x-large][b][color=#0000CD]Attention: Eric the Flame![/color][/b][/size][/font]
[font=Book Antiqua]This is Jackson S. Larke - your opponent from the Ultimate Tournament. I could not help but to notice your signature up on this wall, and I would certainly love to have a rematch in our fight! Please sign below if you, too, share my excitement and interest.[/font]
[u][size=medium][font=Vivaldi]Jackson S Larke[/font][/u][/size]
[b][i][font=Times New Roman][color=#FF0000]Eric[/i][/color][/font][/b]
Yira Delian strode into the room brightly lit with fluorescent lights. Seeing the bulletin board surrounded by a multitude of papers and pens, she picked up a fountain pen and began writing elegantly...

Quote:[font=Segoe Script][size=large]Only the Strong Reply...[/size][/font]
[font=Segoe Print][size=small][i]I, Yira delian, hereby challenge one person to the heat of battle. I only wish to fight someone strong, so if you are unsure of your abilities, do not even think of engaging me. Location does not matter.[/i][/size][/font]

[font=Segoe Script][color=#4B0082][u]Yira Delian[/u][/color][/font]___

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Having returned from her previous challenge in a satisfactory way, Annara was more than ready to take on another challenge for her own amusement. She saw one parchment from someone who had come in the time she had been absent... This person seemed quite arrogant, and Annara grinned. She was more than happy to oblige this person - and put them in their place.

She picked a pen, and scribbled her signature on it.

Quote:[font=Segoe Script][size=large]Only the Strong Reply...[/size][/font]
[font=Segoe Print][size=small][i]I, Yira delian, hereby challenge one person to the heat of battle. I only wish to fight someone strong, so if you are unsure of your abilities, do not even think of engaging me. Location does not matter.[/i][/size][/font]

[font=Segoe Script][color=#4B0082][u]Yira Delian[/u][/color][/font]____
[size=medium][u][font=Vladimir Script]Annara Griffiths[/font][/u][/size]
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