Trials and Tribulations

'Status' George thought as he saw the wall of bodies approaching him with smiles on their faces.

*Name: George Zilar

Titles: None

System: The Force

Str: 9

Dex: 10

Con: 9

Int: 11

Wis: 10

Chr: 10

DSP: 1

LSP: 0

HP: 100

Force Exhaustion: 83/100

Powers (Active): [Force Speed Lvl 2] [Force Body Lvl 1] [Shatterpoint Lvl 1]

Powers (Passive): [Force Originator Lvl 1] [Force sense Lvl 1]

Items: None*

'I have nothing to defend myself with, [Shatter Point] is too dangerous to use on them and I won't be hurt enough to have to use [Force Body]. What can I do' George thought while he quickly leaped back to try and maintain distance to think. But the distance was closing quickly as the town all used their various skills and abilities to get closer. All for the goal of defeating him first, whoever did would gain an Item from the System as a reward. George could not let this happen if he was defeated he would lose his possible reward, and he needed all he could get for what was next.

George continued to backpedal when all of a sudden he felt that odd sensation he had felt earlier once again. looking up he noticed the first of the participants entering the area he was just standing. 'That's it!' he realized as he stopped his retreat quickly activating [Force Originator]. A sense of sudden loss entered his body as for a brief instant he felt at peace with the world as if he was connected to everything at once. Then as quickly as it arrived it faded.

*Congratulations User! 1 Light Side Point has been awarded. Light side points or LSP similar to DSP boost all Neutral and Light side powers by 10%. Keep up the good work User! As a reward for first time unlocking of LSP the system has rewarded you a gift. Please open at your convenience.*

*One Light side Gift box has been obtained.*

Immediately the weird feeling of danger began to fire off one after another as nearly every being in the village was chasing him down.

*Congratulation User! [Force sense] has reached Lvl 2. Accuracy improved! Keep up the good work.*

With a smile, George opened his gift. Time stood still as the menu opened up and the System began to talk.

*Light side Gift box has been opened. The System has detected you are in combat so you have been given 1 min of time to choose. Please be aware time will resume whether you have picked or not and all memories pertaining to not choosing your Gift will be removed from your mind.*

*These are your choices randomly selected from you systems Light Side and Neutral list.

[Sever Force] - Allows the User to disconnect another User from their system temporarily. Costs 20 Exhaustion per second.

[Battlemind] - Allows the User to enter a state of heightened focus. Increasing fighting abilities through controlled passion and sheer force of will. Doubles all combat related abilities, such as agility, perception, and strength. 50 exhaustion points locked to maintain usage.

[Mind Trick] - Allows the User to alter a persons mind and thoughts through vocal and physical mannerisms. Costs 1 exhaustion per second.

[Force Stun] - Allows the User to deaden the senses of a person, effectively placing them into a coma. Costs 10 exhaustion per attempt.*

'Although all useful in their own ways. The most useful right now to get the prize is [Battlemind]. Hopefully, I will get to choose some of these another time.' George thought as his body was frozen still. 'I choose [Battlemind]'

*Wonderful choice! [Battlemind] has been added to your powers. Have a wonderful day User and good luck in your battle. The System watches over you always*

'May the System watch over us all' George replied as the countdown began in his head.

*3*

*2*

*1. Time is resuming*

As sudden as it stopped, time once again resumed and with it came the sounds of the town charging toward George. '[Battlemind]' With that a pinching sensation was felt and the world became more vibrant and the air along his skin became sharper. Although only people within 5 years of the new System user were allowed to actually win the competition, there were no rules preventing their families from joining in to help prevent others from touching him. So although the entire town was charging him, only about five or so could actually defeat him.

His face grim George assumed his stance to try and defend himself from the incoming onslaught. The first to reach him was a young man around 21 years of age called Mike, an expert in wind style techniques passed down through his family. Close on his heels was another young man of 23 trying his hardest due to this being the last chance he will get to win named Clyde a user of earth that was sliding along the surface of the ground.

"Sorry George, you knew this was going to happen," Mike said as he threw a left punch at Georges head followed by a strong gust of wind meant to knock him into the punch. His senses strengthened George reacted quickly, jumping with the wind to slide past Mike's fist to get behind him. Throwing a quick jab into Mikes exposed ribs and kidneys there was a creaking noise followed by a sharp crack as something broke. With a Yell Mike dropped to the ground hugging his side, his grandfather quickly picking him up and retreating from the soon to be Brawl.

Seeing what had just happened Clyde slowed down and formed a layer of armor from dirt. "Looks like you have some new tricks, well so do I," He said with a laugh before launching himself like a boulder directly at George, a pillar of earth where he just was. Activating a burst of [Force speed] George managed to move out of the way just in time. Or so he thought, Clyde, expected that and held out an arm knocking into George's chest crashing him into the ground.

With a practiced roll, Clyde landed then bounced back to his feet before turning around and attempting to drop his elbow into Georges' stomach. Still stunned from the crash George was unable to recover enough to dodge out of the way. Luckily for him, this was not a 1 on 1, Clyde suddenly was blindsided by a large frying pan made of a mysterious metal that glimmered a shade of red. With a dull thud, the armor of earth split and Clyde was knocked to the ground unconscious.

"Ladies first," A slender armed woman of 19 said as she brought the frying pan back to her shoulder. "Oh, hey Vivian" George said with sweat beginning to seep down his skin. "Hello there George" Vivian said with a smile as she slammed her pan where George's head just was. "Awe why did you move, Making it hard for a Lady to win I see."

"Sorry Vivian, I want to win." George said as he scrambled to his feet and began to backpedal while holding up his hands in a sign of surrender "I hope your mom cooked the cake!"

"Yep, She did!" Vivian replied as her pan lit up bright red and she swung it at George, spraying burning hot oil onto the ground just barely missing him. Where the oil touched small fires began to form catching a large patch of grass on fire. George began to sweat even more as mere inches from his shoe the grass caught fire. He widened his eyes before turning around and running full speed toward the group of adults that were keeping each other in check.

"Wow Marian, your daughter is a fiery one!" The old man holding with the crying Mike at his feet said to a woman in her late 30s who stood with a large whisk attached to her belt.

"She is isn't she," Marian said with a smile as she looked at her daughter chasing after George. "Wait a second... why is he running this way." Suddenly the smile stopped as she realized her Fiery daughter was running straight at them slinging flaming hot oil all over the place. "Oh crap. Everyone watch out" She managed to yell, but it was too late. The flaming oil was already falling toward the group on the sidelines.

"Ha, My boy will take the prize if this is all your children have to offer" A prideful voice echoed out as a wall of ice formed blocking the oil.

"Oh hush up Henry" Marian snapped at the man wearing shorts and no shirt, Shards of ice running through his hair. "Just watch" was all he replied with a smirk on his lips.

George was still running when he suddenly slipped on a patch of ice that had formed beneath him and went sprawling on the ground. Vivian soon followed suit as she went down, in the same manner, her grip on her pan was lost and it went flying from her hand.

"Look at you two buffoons" a voice rang out from behind them. "Groveling on the ground before the great me!" The young man walked up to the struggling Vivian before breathing ice over her holding her in place. "Just stay there and let the great Benny claim the prize!"

'Status - remaining' George thought quickly

*Force Exhaustion - 18/50 (50)*

'Not much left' George thought to himself as he watched the snob Benny approach. George could feel the ice melting underneath him from the roaring flames all around caused by that fool Vivian's magic. Sneakily he got into a position where he would be able to jump up when Benny got close enough. Just on time, he heard the snob say. "Now then, Poor George all tired and dirty on the ground" Benny laughed as he approached and bent over to look down on George "Now then be a good boy an-"

Suddenly George leaped up like a coiled snake and aimed a right hook directly at the snob's smug face. Only to have his hand frozen inches from his target. "Tut Tut, Nice try tho-" Right as Benny was trying to talk George activated a burst of [Force speed] and slammed his foot directly into Benny's family jewels. With a gasp of air Benny buckled and toppled over. George quickly gave a strong kick straight at Benny's face over and over again, breaking a few of his teeth and causing him to swell up like a balloon, blood leaking from his mouth and ears.

*[Battlemind] negative discovered, while under its effects User will experience strong Dark side tendencies. Congratulations! User has Kicked in the teeth of a fellow villager 1 DSP gained. Keep Up the Good work!*

With a sudden gasp of air, George realized what he had just done and quickly turned off [Battlemind]. Breathing hard and falling to the ground in shock staring at the unconscious and broken face of Benny. 'Sure the guy is a prick, but I could have killed him' Quickly Benny's father ran over and scoffed at his son. "Pathetic, embarrassing me like this." before freezing his head to help the swelling and taking him to the medic.

Just as George sat in the mud to exhausted to worry about his clothes he remembered something. 'Oh no... Penny' With a start George felt the sensation of danger coming from above so he rolled into the grime and muck quickly dodging.

"Good Dodge!" A small girl squeaked as she giggled. George looked at where he just was and the words PAIN was inscribed into the ground, the grass it hit withering. "But can you dodge these I wonder!" With another giggle, she began to write quickly into a small journal she carried in her hands. Ethereal words began to form in the air and shoot at George. PAIN, SUFFER, CRY, all kinds of negative thoughts and actions began to shoot faster and faster at him. Without [Battlemind] active he struggled to dodge between them. Even just getting clipped with a single letter of a word would still activate a portion of the spell.

"Wow! George you look like a silly little monkey!" Penny Giggled again, a dark light shining from deep in her eyes. "Let's watch you dance faster!" Her mouth widening beyond normal human limits suddenly splitting open to reveal row after row of sharp teeth. Suddenly additional arms grew from her back and began to write more and more words into her little book each longer than the last. HURT, STING, DAMAGE, INFLAME, DETRIMENT, TORTURE, AFFLICTION, ANGUISH, MISERY. Each word sent her form grew more monstrous and disgusting, more faces and mouths, growths and pulsating sacs of flesh. The small girl growing massive, soon towering over all of those present, Yet her voice remains the same small squeaking and those same little giggles.

George began to run out of steam, slowly getting hit with more and more letters of each word, one after another. Soon he was on the ground barely managing to sway side to side to try and avoid the worst of it. But as sudden as it began it stopped. "Whoops" Penny giggled "Ran out of fuel. You are so much fun to play with!" She said before she passed out dropping the book to the ground.

'Finally' George thought as the system chimed in his head.

*Congratulations User! You are on a roll today! There is no more valid contestants in range. You have won your birthday celebration! and as a reward here is your birthday present from the System! So Lucky you are! The system watches over you always!*

*1 x Birthday Present Received*

With a smile on his face, George passed out laying in the mud.