"buddy you're a boy make a big noise;"

[alloys]

Who: Tony, fight participants, medical aide, and whoever wants to come watch!
What: Fight club!
When: Thursday, February 9th
Where: The tunnels
Summary: Placing bets and taking swings.
Rating: PG-13?
Let's get ready to rumble, boys and girls! A few quick notes:

Double check the fight roster--I moved some things around, namely matching up Firo with Homura since their respective opponents weren't able to participate. Let me know if something is amiss!

Characters who are fighting will be told their opponent's name upon arrival, and fights will proceed in the order they appear on the roster up there. Let me know if you need to be moved around for whatever reason!

Tony and Shikamaru will be policing the fights for any funny business, but fights will end when one of the participants forfeits or gets knocked out cold. So your character can get bloodied, bludgeoned, and broken and keep going if they wish! Remember, there's no magic since this is in the tunnels, and there are no weapons allowed in the fights. Just your fists, elbows, et cetera.

And should they have some owwies that need attention, Adele, Katara, Luca and Ange will be on hand to provide medical assistance. What troopers.

Spectators can interact however and whenever they want, so feel free to start a new thread for your character who is watching!

Now have fun, and earn some radical new scars while you're at it!

Comments

[fleurdesel]

Well in that case I see no way for you to ever lose. Your opponent shouldn't even be able to land a hit on you. [She chuckles and pushes away from the wall, turning to give Lupin one last shake of her head.] Fight well, Lupin. Be the Champion of our fair lady Paris, yes?

[redjacketthief]

Ouais, madame. [He winks at her despite his mockingly grave tone. Though Parisian by birth, he no considered all the world his home--it never stopped him from having a soft spot for his native soil, deep down.] Liberty. Equality. Brotherhood. I'll make our Fatherland proud. [forgetting that he's not the least bit patriotic...]

[fleurdesel]

[A low, warm laugh and a quick salute all her own.] Vive la France.

[With that and a soft wave she returns to her spot to set up her bags and equipment, the closer everything was the easier it would be to treat whatever idiot came to her first.]