Viper Vs. Smiley (Challenge Duel)

[Darth Meeb]

Setting:  Viper, being the Challenger, picks the stage fore the duel

The Duelists will meet on a rocky mesa in the middle of a arid wasteland.  The mesa is approximately 100 feet in diameter, with a drop off of around fifty feet on the edges.  Its surface is populated only by a few large rocks and some little bushes.  The Duelists will begin the Duel fifty feet away from each other, so 25 feet away from the edge of the mesa.  

CC's

Name: Ssorac-Kuloss (Viper = nickname)
Race: Lizard man
World: Prime (high fantasy/D&D type world)
Age: 24
Height: 6'4
Weight: 220 lbs

Attributes
Strength: 7
Intellect: 5
Agility: 7

Gear: Viper's primary weapon is a long spear (about 7 feet in length) with a deadly serrated tip. The haft of the weapon is made out of darkwood, a very durable material found in his marshy homeland. The tip is basically a mangled piece of metal, with multiple razor sharp points. As a secondary weapon he has a falchion crafted in a similar way to his spear (mangled looking serrated blade). He has a sturdy oval Drakon-hide shield strapped over his back that he uses with his falchion. In addition to his actual weapons, Viper has sharp claws that he occasionally uses as weapons. As far as armor, Viper wears hide armor crafted from the thick black skin of the Drakon, a drake like creature from his homeland. (in addition, Viper's scales are a dark green color, slightly lighter than his armor, and his eyes are a piercing yellow)
Combat Style: Viper prefers to simply skewer his prey at range with his long spear, but he will not shy away from close quarters combat. He uses anything he has available to his advantage. One of the lizard mans trademark attributes is his use of a certain type of poison harvested from a certain toxic plant of his homeland. The poison is not lethal, but it will stiffen the joints of one who is hit by it, as well as cause a considerable amount of pain.
*Personality: Viper is cold-blooded in combat, and has no mercy for those he slays. He will not hesitate to strike a man while he is unaware or exposed. He is a religious creature, having ideals similar to that of the native americans (with spirits and things). Out of combat he is amiable enough, but he is not the most civilized of people, having originated from a wild marshland.
*Background: Viper was trained as a hunter in his tribe in the great southern marsh. He honed his combat skills by defeating the great and powerful creatures that resided within the deadly wilds of his homeland.

Name: Mr. Smiley
Race: human
World: Alternate Earth (IDK basically a Quinton Tarantino- esque world.)
Height: 6'2”
Weight: 240 pounds

Attributes
Strength: 8
Intellect: 6
Agility: 5

Gear: A metal and kevlar helmet with a steel faceplate with a crude smiley face on it, light body armor from spider silk, Multiple firearms and a large machete like blade

Combat Style: Uses anything to win, likes to shoot enemies down, decent shot but better at hand to hand combat.

*Personality: He's mostly a quiet professional, and often speaks in an unsettling monotone. He is mostly a planner often studying his marks if he can.

*Background: Not much is know about the masked man known as Mr. Smiley. But there are many theories as to how this mercenary survived with out magic. Growing up he wasn't skilled at magic. So he focused on what he did have which was exceptional physical and mental strength. Is the most common story, and most people stick to it.

[Darth Meeb]

Viper crouched down opposite his adversary, raising his spear into a ready position and hissing menacingly. "Sssmiley, are you ready to roast over my kinsmen's fires?" The Lizardman gilded forward, moving elegantly across the dusty ground. He faded slightly the the left as he advanced, sizing up his prey. His opponent was more heavily armored than he was, but his movements were slower.

[Skies]

Mr. Smiley watched his opponent as the lizard began to advance. His desert gear was more for stealth but still proved heavier than his opponent's own armor. Mr. Smiley had brought his DMR as his primary long arm, and that proved to be a mistake. He still unslung the weapon from his back. But not for the finely tuned rifle. His hand dropped to the under-barrel grenade launcher. He only had three grenades, but he was confident his sword would be enough. He tried to aim at the lizard' s feet, but decided to try and knockhis agile foe off a step or two. "Say hello to my little friend,"came out of his helmet's microphone in a cool monotone.

[Darth Meeb]

His enemy spoke in a dull voice, firing off some kind of explosive towards Viper. The second Smiley had fired off the grenade Viper sprung forward, moving nimbly out of the way of the projectile. As the grenade hit the ground and exploded Viper hopped up onto a rock some ten feet clear of the blast, hissing in his version of laughter. "Your little firebombs cannot save you from my spear Sssmiley." The lizard hissed again, crouched and ready for his opponent to shoot at him again. He was slightly closer now than he had been, but not close enough to force a melee engagement just yet.

[Skies]

Mr. Smiley had his new plan. He assumed that the lizard had only a melee capacity. So Mr. Smiley could tire him out with his superior range. He quickly reloaded his launcher and lined up his next shot. He aimed in front of the lizard and fired again. His hand shot back to the rifle trigger to go for a few quick bursts as the lizard dodged his second grenade.

[Darth Meeb]

Viper Jumped forward off the rock as the grenade bounced against its base, rolling and moving forward rapidly. He wanted to get a stab in at his enemy, but Smiley reached for his rifle and fired off a burst of inaccurate shots, forcing Viper to strafe sideways to avoid them. He was now fairly close to his enemy, perhaps fifteen feet away, and decided to make a stab at him with his spear. Stepping forward a few steps Viper thrust his weapon forward with a quick jab. He knew the attack was from to far away to pose any real threat, but he hoped it would force his opponent to switch to melee weapons.

[Skies]

Mr. Smiley shifted slightly to the side as he grabbed the lizard's spear. "Get over here!" Broadcasted itself out from the helmt, as he raised his rifle and shot a couple more rounds. Nothing that serious though he saw that a bullet clipped the lizards shoulder. Mr. Smiley with no remorse punched his rifle forward towards the lizard's throat. The lizard's spear has a sweet spot with range, the mercenary thought. So keeping him out of it is the game plan.

[Darth Meeb]

His opponent proved slightly more dexterous than he originally thought, grabbing the shaft of his spear. Smiley fired of a few bullets, but with one hand it was almost impossible to aim correctly. One of the metal projectiles did glance off of Vipers shoulder, but it didn't really do anything. The lizards drakon hide armor was enough to deflect the bullet so it didn't slice through his skin. Before Viper could move free Smiley yanked him forward, tugging on his spear, and swung the butt of his rifle at his neck. Viper hissed, letting go of his spear with one hand to knock aside the rifle butt while he spun around to the opposite side of his spear. He knew he wouldn't be able to push Smiley back, he was too heavy even with the spears leverage, so Viper tightened his grip, driving his weapon forward towards his opponents chest. As soon as he stabbed he yanked his spear back out of reach, jumping back a step so he was close enough to threaten, but not close enough to be hit by the gun butt.

[Skies]

The spear had scratched his chest piece, and Mr. Smiley dropped his rifle to the rocky sand upon the plateau after trying to shoot the lizard once again. Those clicks were depressing and he didn't have enough time to reload he reckoned. He entered a combat stance, drawing his blade from his back. He began to run forward, and soon he was soon at a full sprint. The lizard prepared himself and swung his spear. Mr. Smiley began to slide, the loose ground letting him dodge under the spear. Mr. Smiley arched his back sling shotting his body off the ground his broadsword, arcing towards the lizard.