Luceti Championship Title Bout [Backdated to the afternoon]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Who: LUFFY, LITTLE MAC, and YOU~
What: The long-anticipated mother of boxing matches, baby. Details here.
When: Today, in the afternoon.
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: Two strapping young lads beating the crap out of each other while people mingle and bet and have a jolly good time! Again, feel free to have your characters discuss things not relating to the match and catch up with friends (or say hello to strangers!) when popping in.
Rating: PG for mentions of blood.


What better way to enjoy the afternoon than to watch a good old fashioned beat-down in a holographic ring? Please, feel free to place bets on the winner, take a seat in the simulation room itself or the Viewing Area, chitchat with the person next to you, and have fun!



(ooc: The match is now complete, at three rounds long!)

Comments

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Uh... [He needs a moment to try and process that. Or... nevermind.] M'guessin' Grunty's a bad guy?

[talontrot]

She's not just a bad guy - she's the bad guy. Pretty much calls the shots!

... And we kick her butt all the time. [And here is where she proudly fluffs up her feathers.]

I bet you could knock her dumb head right off with that one punch of yours'!

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Well, uh... even if she's a bad guy, I wouldn't wanna do that t'nobody. 'specially a lady.

[talontrot]

Aw, sometimes you're no fun... [... Says the person who's supposed to be a hero...]

... But, you could still knock her around a bit if she started being too dumb! I guess. Just 'cause she's a lady doesn't mean she doesn't need a pounding!

[Poor choice of words there, Kazooie.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Uh... [He flushes, blinking. Even he picks up on the fact that that was an odd way of phrasing things.] ...I jus'... it ain't right.

[talontrot]

[Awkward!]

... Well, someone's gotta do it. Guess it has to be me!

[... This just continues to sound terrible. She might be doing it on purpose now.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Uh, sure... whatever. [At this point, he just wants to leave this subject be. Sure, he's as hormonally-charged as most other adolescent boys, but that doesn't mean he's especially comfortable speaking of things that fill his head with sexual imagery with... a bird.]

[talontrot]

[... To be fair, nobody's really... going to blame him for that, fff.]

... Anyway. If you're ever gonna have another fight, you better lemme know. I wanna watch!

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Much better.]

Ain't gonna have a real big one like this for a lil' while... but I'd like t'do it again sometime. I'll letchya know when it happens.

[talontrot]

Awesome!

For now, though, guess I'll see ya around. [She doesn't want to hold him up too long. He's got other fans! She's a little jealous, actually.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Oh, Kazooie.]

Well, it's been nice talkin' to ya, Kazooie.

[He lazily raises a hand in a wave, his smile broadening.]

Thanks f'comin'!