[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining

[Mr. Fox]

I follow him into the elevator chewing on my sandwich, not as good as the one's my mom makes; not by a long shot. I lean in the corner of the elevator and try not to nod off to sleep. Then I start to loudly hum the music to myself, what can I say, it's catchy...and I kinda like it. I catch myself staring at the chief, I'm half tempted to ask if he's really the Golden Hammer, but I don't want him to think I'm just another one of his countless fans, I'm not that desperate, yet.

[Tickles]

The chief and the server get on. Masters nods at the two fighters.

Gentleman.

He presses button five and holds the door for the other fighter. He is too preoccupied to care for his son's wish to privacy. All he wants to do is discuss the tournament, make sure his head is in it.

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

Sean was sitting in his hotel room, looking at his mark.

It's almost time.... and this time no one is going to get in my way.

He already sighned up for the tournament a while ago, so he was just trying to relax for now. He turned on his TV to the news channel just in time to see the announcement.

We're coming at you live from the Golden Hotel, where world champ Stan Masters has just checked in. When prompted for an interview, he kindly refused and went inside. With the tourney three days away, one question remains, will the champ prove himself once more, or will we see the fall of a great warrior?

Sean chuckled to himself, with a bit of a creepy smile on his face.

Oh he'll fall all right, he'll fall right on his face when I beat him.

He walked out of the room with his hood over his head, locked the room, and walked down the hall and twards the elevator.

Mabye I can add a few wins to my winning streak before the tournament...

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

Jack stood there for a moment before leaving, staring at the TV. He understood why people liked Stan, but he was certainly over-hyped.

You know what? he thought to himself. I can beat Stan Masters, right now if I wanted to. I know, I'll find him and challenge him. That'll end his hype.

Jack took off in the direction of the hotel. When he got there Jack squeezed in an elevator with some red haired guy that looked strangely familiar, a guy he had never seen before, and who he suspected to be the police chief. Good, the police chief was Stan's father, he knew that, and he could follow him to Stan's room.

[The-Blades-slave]

Daylin looked around, taking a bite of his sandwich. Ah, the sweet, succulent taste of turkey and ranch dressing! He took a single step into the elevator, and after a moment the doors began to close. He turned to the new man, who had just stepped on (Jack).

So, what's your name?

hE crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

So, what's your name?

Jack looked at the man with the red hair, why did he look so familiar? It was probably just his imagination, but...

I'm Jack Santoshi.

He reached out his arm for a handshake.

[The-Blades-slave]

Daylin slowly shook his hand, when it hit him.

I was scheduled to fight you in the tournament a few years ago, but you chickened out!

Daylin laughed, when the elevator stopped, opening to reveal yet another face he recognized. He had done his homework, these men could be a threat to him.

Welcome, snake guy. (Sean.)

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

The elevator finaly arrived and I was immediatly hit with familiar faces, a police cheif, and.... some random guy I didn't know.

Welcome, snake guy.

I glared at him, he was the one who beat me last year and got a higher rank than me. I smiled.

'Sup, steak.

I walked into the elevator, trying to ignore him. I instead looked at the other guy(Fenror).

Haven't I seen you before?

[The-Blades-slave]

Daylin smiled faintly.

If I'm steak, you got your ass kicked by a DELECTABLE food.

He remembered there battle, that damn moron had poison him with some kind of acid. But, as shown with Leo, no one stands up to a ground ripper.

How does getting eliminated after such a winning streak feel? I wouldn't know.........

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

Haven't I seen you before?

I don't think so. Unless, were you by chance at the tournament four years ago?

It might seem like a random question, but it was the only place where they would have met.

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

I looked at him, unfased by his comeback, and unimpressed.

Oh you mean my winning streak of sixteen? It wasent my highest, but definitly not my lowest. I underestimated you last year, but this year I'm much stronger than that time, so watch your back... as for you.

I looked at the other person.

I faintly remember you. Your the one that ran away from the fight with that steak over there...

I thought for a moment.

Yes, I remember now... your that chicken from 4 years ago... I was just watching that year.

I smiled, smugly.

I bet you could've beaten that overgrown steak over there... or am I wrong?

[The-Blades-slave]

Daylin laughed, his face brooding.

If he could beat me, then he could beat you. What was your best attack, spraying poison on me? That didn't phase Garlock much, but it sure mad him wanna smash you.... Which he did!

He turned to Jack.

Just kick this snakes ass, then you might be on my league.

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

I glared at Daylin.

Snakes dont have asses, moron.

I looked at the other one tautningly.

But that sounds interesting... how about it? When the elevator stops we battle.

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

But that sounds interesting... how about it? When the elevator stops we battle.

Jack wanted to accept, but then he wouldn't get his chance at Stan...

Then again, it was time people stopped calling him chicken.

Alright, you worm. Let's battle.

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

The elevator dinged and the doors open, I stepped out with my hood down.

Alright then, let's get started number five.

I smiled and my symbol turned into an orb. I'll show them who they're dealing with.

Let's go with tilted treetops.