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Started June 18, 2018 by Deleted user

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M rises and grabs the mic out of the stuttering newbie. "May the battles begin."

Zeke and Reach nodded and rushed her. She blocked their attacks with her shield, their tridents clanking against the metal. She braced her feet on the floor and pushed them off.
Seems like they plan to take me down. She thought grimly. They won't take me down that easily.
Reach flew a few feet away, being slightly lighter. Zeke glared at her and got on his feet quickly. Connie swung her trident around and he blocked, his ebony face sweating.

M plopped back down with a faint sigh and glared at the others with his peripherals. This was going to be a long day.

He pushed her off him with a grunt, and rushed her again. Connie ran around him and poked him in the back. He was out!

A bright male voice, much different from M's announced that three of the nine contestants were out.

Addictus just snore as he laid on the hard floor, having fallen from the glorious cloak as M stood up.

Reach gritted her teeth. "You're really as good as they say you are." She growled. She sped towards Connie, her boots clicking against the stone.
Oh gosh she's fast! Connie pulled her shield out and blocked her attacks. Her small form adds a lot of speed to her!
Reach swiped left and right, whilst Connie blocked all she could while backing up. She has to use her strength against Reach.

The sudden movement caught M's eye and as he watched, he prods Addictus with his foot (he doesn't wear shoes, so great).

I have to rush her! Use my tall form and weight to my advantage! I'm not loosing after years of training!
She shifted her shield and Reach swiped at her legs, the sharp tips making a wound across her shins. She yelped and hopped back, crimson flowing down her dark leggings. Reach looked smug.
(Only prods to places that you can die, ex. heart, lungs, neck, and back count as outs. Everything else is fair game as long as it's not deep, is that okay?)

(sure)

The announcer called into his mic that that was an incredibly close call for Connie, but her battle wasn't over. Reach looked shocked (the only reason I added this is because who wouldn't be).

//Wait am I here right now?

"Heh, new to the rules aren't you," Connie asked, diving away from Reach. "You act surprised. You're probably a first year."
Connie slid her shield on her back and zig-zagged her way to Reach, who was surprised. "How'd- how'd you-?"
She dodged away from Connie, as she had planned and Connie swirled on her heels and ran straight for Reach.

Addictus awoke to the smell of stinky feet, and it wasn't pleasant. "Wha-what is going ooonnn? " he yawned out to M.

"Alright! That's enough of that, Connie! You might impale her next!" The announcer's loud voice rang loudly, and the crowd laughed.

M pulled his foot away (what makes you think M's feet are stinky?), and sighed down at him. "The matches are almost finished. Get back up on your chair, you'll hurt your back."

"I'm not a monster!" Connie yelled at him. "I know what i'm doing, Jonathan." She slid behind her and poked Reach gently in the back.
"You asked how I did it? I've been here since the beginning. I'm the founder." Connie whispered. "M is the ruler but i started this."

Reach looked instictively behind her at the Top Box, where M's distinctive hair stood out.
"You know him?" She asked in a tentative voice, as she got ushered off of the area.

"Tell anyone and you'll get it." Connie whispered.

M pulled his foot away (what makes you think M's feet are stinky?), and sighed down at him. "The matches are almost finished. Get back up on your chair, you'll hurt your back."

"Uh, fine, " the old man grumbled as he hobbled to his chair. (What makes you think feet smell nice? Have you ever smelt good feet? 😆)
Turning to look at the area, he asked M, "who is winning ?"

(That's fine, he won't be here for long anyway. Apparently knowing Fork Satan is illegal??? What's wrong with that?)

(No it's not, just rare. Connie seems like not the one to know him, but she doesn't really want paparazzi in her face about it, so she doesn't tell anyone, well unless its for plot. )

"Alriiight, now that the matches are all finished, The finalists will be announced. The victorious of the first was Jay! The second was Connie! And the third was Swe!" The crowd cheers enthusiastically.

M pulled his foot away (what makes you think M's feet are stinky?), and sighed down at him. "The matches are almost finished. Get back up on your chair, you'll hurt your back."

"Uh, fine, " the old man grumbled as he hobbled to his chair. (What makes you think feet smell nice? Have you ever smelt good feet? 😆)
Turning to look at the area, he asked M, "who is winning ?"

"They were just announced." M turned his annoyed blue eyes on Addictus. "Didn't you hear?"