Chapter 3
Everyone was waiting semi-patiently for what was now going to be the prelims.
"Where are they?" was the main shout, although a couple "Where are who?"s came out of some mouths.
A girl with black hair that fell freely to the middle of her back and gray eyes ran into the ring in the center of the stadium. "Sorry it took so long to get out here!" she said. "The tournament comittee was having some issues with the founders of the tournament. Anyway, my name is Sam, and I will be your hostess and tournament judge for the duration of this tournament! Now, we are going to listen to the rules of the tournament from our founders!"
Syd and Kori walked into the ring from an unknown area right as 'Honky Tonk Badonkadonk' by Trace Adkins started playing. Both girls started laughing.
Turn it up, son
All right boys, this is her favorite song, you know that right?
So if we play it good and loud she might get up and dance again
Aw she's pretty good now
Here she comes, here she comes
Left, left, left-right-left
Hustlers shootin' eight balls
Throwin' darts at the walls
Feelin damn near 10 feet tall
Here she comes Lord help us all
Old TW's girlfriend done slapped him out his chair
Poor old boy it ain't his fault it's so hard not to stare at
Honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin perfect rhythm make you wanna swing along
Got it goin on like Donkey Kong
And ooo we shut my mouth slap your grandma
When the song ended, Syd, who had tripped over Kori while laughing and fell, stood up and took Sam's place in front of the mic. Kori, who had fallen while laughing, stood and walked over so she was standing nest to Syd.
"That was entirely unintentional!" Syd told the dumbfounded crowd. "I'm Syd and I'm gonna explain the prelims." Hitting herself in the face, she took the mic. off its stand and handed it to Kori.
"Nice," Kori said to Syd, grinning. "I'm Kori, and I'm gonna xplain the main tournament," she said to the crowd. She handed the mic. back to Syd without hurting herself.
"Prelim matches are held one-on-one," Syd stated. "We don't care if you kill, paralyze or knock out your opponent. You are eliminated if you are out of the ring for 10 seconds or more. You can use any weapon that you so choose. And I tink that's all."
"You should know; you came up with most of the rusles for this tournament," Kori said, taking the mic. from Syd. "The rules for the main tournament aren't really that different," she said to the crowd. "Those of you who make it past the preliminary round will be fighting on teams of 4--" The crowd started a confused protest. Kori waited impatiently for them to shut up. When that didn't work... "WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP SO I CAN FINISH!" she bellowed.
That startled everyone, including Syd, who was used to Kori's yelling, into silence.
"Thank you," Kori said. "The team of 4 will mean: if a fight is tied 2-2, one of the fighters who won their match and feel like fighting again will fight again. Other than that, preliminary rules apply." She handed the mic. back to Sam.
"Thanks guys," Sam said as Syd and Kori walked away. "Okay! The prelims will begin tomorrow morning at 8 a.m.! We'll see ya then!"
OK. That was chapter 3. I still need 8 OCs. I'll give you the stuff I need for the profile again:
1. Name
2. Hair color, length and style
3. Eye color
4. Height
5. Age
6. Clothes
7. Weapon
8. Race
9. Personality
10. Anything I missed about appearance (optional)
11. Anything else that you want to add (optional)
You have that again so I'm just gonna tell Kurama to tell you to revieiw. Kurama, tell them to review!
kurama: ;;sighs;; please review, even if its only to make her happy or to submit an OC
syd: thanks kurama. you heard foxboy! review!
kurama: --