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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

show_my_cannons: (Human | Do what where now?)

[personal profile] show_my_cannons 2011-10-28 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
... Where would you do that?
foolishwren: like what if you tried to sue obama and you just got a letter back saying "no" and he came to your house and did the worm (can you even sue the president)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2011-10-28 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
I dunno, the arms holding onto me?

To make 'em let go.

... I bite hard.
show_my_cannons: (Human | Waffle on the ceiling?)

[personal profile] show_my_cannons 2011-10-29 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
... You really want to bite some of those things you showed me?
foolishwren: as i was, you shall be (challenge)

[personal profile] foolishwren 2011-10-31 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
[If Ironhide hadn't been... well, Ironhide, the grin she was suddenly grinning, in such close proximity, might have been rather alarming. It was one of those bright, chipper, humorless 'You think I wouldn't?' grins.]

Not a matter of wanting.

[There had been times she hadn't been able to reach a weapon. If she'd gotten picky about what she was willing to sink her teeth into, she probably wouldn't be here now.]
show_my_cannons: (Human | I am losing sight again)

[personal profile] show_my_cannons 2011-11-01 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks down at her for a moment, then nods.]

All right then. That is an option.

[The millennia-old warrior questioning 'whatever it takes' combat? Nope.]

But for now... try a new route.
foolishwren: there is a train at midnight, and some meat themes throughout the movie, but the train itself is not filled with meat.  4/10 (TITLE ACCURACY: "Midnight Meat Train")

[personal profile] foolishwren 2011-11-01 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay. NEW. She could do this.]

[She's creative! She's resourceful! She's... totally drawing a blank. Hm.]

[... Oh!]

[Maybe THIS'll work...]

[Leaning back as far as Ironhide's grip will let her, she lashes out with one leg, taking advantage of her comparative shortness to try and hook it around the back of one of his (the bad one) and bring the heel of her boot slamming into the softer flesh in the back of the knee-- she's targeted that place in fights before with some nice results, although admittedly they'd all been more against... other... stupid teenagers, but still. Tender spot.]

[Like with most of Heather's strikes, the motion has a decent amount of force behind it, but is admittedly a little clumsy and unorthodox (and even a little clumsy-- it's not something she's used to resorting to on a regular basis).]