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◊ Johto Fighting Touranment

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Where: Goldenrod National Park
When: Early morning October 7
Summary: Many have entered but only one will take the title.
Rating: T for violence
Log:
It’s a slightly rainy day in Johto, but that’s not going to stop the excitement that seem to have taken over the park. In the center of the park, there are five floating octagon-shaped platforms that being held up by Alakazams. Around the edges of the park there are tarp shielding the bustling crowds from the drizzle. Several big screen TVs can be seen all over the place.

The main park doors up and a redheaded woman step out. The crowds goes silent as she approaches the middle platform hovering above the water fountain. Once she gets close enough, one of the Alakazams picks her up using psychic. As she lands, she pulls out a microphone out of her pocket and addresses to the crowd.

“Hey folks, this is your lovely DJ Mary of the Radio Tower. Welcome to the first ever Johto Fighting Tournament!” she shouts into the mike, making the crowd goes wild. “Competitors from all over the region have come to prove their might but only one will be the Champion. This event will not only be witnessed here in great city of Goldernrod but is also being broadcast to all of Johto, so you can’t say you missed any of the action! The rules of the tournament are simple, folks. There are two ways to win.”

Mary raises her free hand up, showing two fingers.

“One is by knocking out your opponent, and the other is by knocking them OFF the platform. Don’t worry, guys, these awesome Alakazams will be here to float you down if you fall off. Now, enough talk. Let’s get this tournament started. Bring out the contestants!”

Mary is floated off the stage just as the doors open again and the competitors come out.

Round 1

Round 2

Round 3

Round 4

Round 5

Round 6

Locker Rooms & Waiting Area

Audience

Post-Touranment Party

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun jerked his head to the side to avoid that kick, then leaned in for another attempt to strike Ed in the gut.

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Damnit. Sorry Ed, but it doesn't look like you're winning the match that easy. He had gotten way a bit too confident, and Athrun's punch connected pretty hard. He doubled over as the air was forced out of his lungs, but he still wasn't about to give up.

Ed gritted his teeth as he sank to his knees, but he managed to grab a hold of Athrun's leg, suddenly pushing himself forward to try to topple him over.

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun went with it, and used the momentum to his advantage. He landed on his hands, then pulled his legs up into the air as fast and as hard as he could manage.

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
He felt the wind run past his face as Athrun kicked up with his legs. He pushed himself back, his opponent's feet just missing his chin. Ed was still having trouble picking himself back up, but he did it, gasping for air to fill his lungs even if it hurt like hell. He was back on the defensive, waiting for the next attack.

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun wasn't going to give Ed the pleasure. He also climbed back to his feet, assumed a stance, and waited.

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Ed frowns, trying to plan out what the hell he's going to do next. His staff is still lying forgotten on the ground, but now it's on the other side of the arena, and it wasn't much help against this guy to begin with...

But maybe he could fake him out. He sprints over to the spear.

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun saw where Ed was going, and ran after him. As a last ditch effort, he attempted a baseball slide when he got within range to hit.

/SOB I'm making this up as I go! ;_;

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Ed stuck his leg out to trip Athrun. The dive would certainly have him get to the staff first. Either way though, he'd be on the ground in a pretty vulnerable position. It'd be the perfect opportunity to finish the match.

Don't worry, this has been awesome so far!

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Sure enough, Athrun tripped. And not only that -- he botched the fall so that he whacked his head on the ring floor as he landed, so he was seeing exploding lights for a few seconds.

Yes, it has!!

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
SCORE! Ed jumped over Athrun and did a cartwheel, grabbing the staff as his hand went over it. He ran back over to Athrun who looked to be in pretty bad shape as it was.

Ed went back over the where poor Athrun was and bonked him on the head with the staff. It wasn't hard enough to kill him of course, but he was sure with the headache he would likely have already from that fall, a small hit in the head would do enough.

[identity profile] shieldofjustice.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Athrun was trying to get his bearings when he got whacked in the head with the staff once more. After that, it was lights out. He slumped back to the floor of the ring and remained there long enough for the ten-count.

[identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com 2011-10-08 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
Ed waited for the medics to take Athrun away. Sure, he was just knocked out, but Ed had been knocked out before and knew this poor guy would have a headache in the morning. Once he was gone though, he grinned and walked back to the locker room to wash up. He was going to the semi-finals, baby~