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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>This seems to be quite the affair! Everyone has gotten in on the hype of this Brawl to Top Them all and booths are scattered all over the Ridgewater Fairgrounds. The smells of fried foods and the sounds of hawkers calling from their booths fill the air. A number of smaller fighting rings have been set up here and there around the fair that has sprung up, but the main event is obviously smack in the middle of everything under a large, red and white striped canopy. The roars of the crowd can probably be heard all the way in Firmament! At the edge of the canopy, behind a set of bleachers and just out of sight of the fighting ring is a goat sitting behind a desk, taking money and signing up hopeful contestants. "What'll it be, folks!" he ushers people forward with a grin, "Anyone think they can take the Evil Antler?"<br> <br>Cassidy shuffles along, as dapper as always, tipping her hat towards the goat at the desk. "Hello and good afternoon! I will sign up to take him on, yes." She flashes a warm smile behind her mask. "What do I need to do? Anything in particular?"<br> <br>Savi wanders into the tent and, depsite her imposing size and mass, meekly makes her way to the bleachers. Carefully moving to the back, the towering fern sits and patiently waits to see who will be fighting.<br> <br>Drawn to the bustle and spectacle of the fair, Natska wanders the grounds, taking in the sights and the smells, and considering the brawling rings. "This looks like good sport," she decides, and makes her way to the sign up desk. She starts fishing out crowns to pay her entry fee. "I'm in. Do we have a lot of-" she blinks. "Oh! Hi, Cass."<br> <br>One of the best spots to enjoy a fair is by the fried food venders, at least that's Angus' opinion as he munches on some fried dough that he payed for as he walks over to the signup booth, debating on it for a moment before he signs himself up as well. "I'll give it a go, might as well try." He pays his entry fee as he looks at the others that signed up, chuckling a little when he notices Cassidy and Natska.<br> <br>The goat passes entry forms and injury waivers to anyone planning to fight and points to the "10 Crown Admittance," sign for those who wish to be spectators. |
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| + | Entries paid and waivers signed, everyone is admitted to the arena where there is already a fight in progress. A burly bear is currently pinned beneath the bulk of an equally enormous deer in some sort of leather harness that shows off his muscular physique, and a red mask with flame patterns tied over his face. His broad rack of ebony antlers are polished a brilliant shine, probably some kind of laquer, and his fur is dyed a glossy black with a curious double stripe of white down his back. | ||
| + | The bear is obviously very uncomfortable and getting more so as the masked deer leans back, twisting the burly beings arm in an unnatural direction. Suddenly, the bear's eyes bulge! "I yield!" he cries, suddenly panicked, "Creator's, I yield!" | ||
| + | Immediately, Evil Antler releases the bear and starts to pose for the crowd, holding his fists in the air and shouting wordlessly. He leaps and poses around the ring, even stopping to perform a weird, hip-thrusting dance for a particularly enthusiastic section of the crowd! | ||
| + | Another goat, this one standing near the ring and similar enough to the first to be his brother spots the newcomers and waves Cassidy over, seeing that she has a contestant's badge. "You're up Missy!" he bleats.<br> <br>Cassidy signs the form and hands over that fee, giving a not to Natska. "Hello! Going to be a fun day, isn't it?" She grins a little and dusts off her coat as she approaches the ring. "That sounds fine indeed, yes." She adjusts her hat and moves to climb into the ring. "Any rules or bars?" Making sure her white gloves are firmly on, first, she sets them in her pockets and eyes the deer over.<br> <br>Natska follows the group into the main ring, watching the fight in progress with a critical eye. "And Captain Angus," she adds, with a nod to the other fox. She claps and cheers for Evil Antler's dance, then gives Cassidy an encouraging smile, standing silently at the side of the ring and waiting her turn.<br> <br>Smiling to herself, Savi eyes the goat. Half wondering if it is too late to try her arm in the ring, she elects to watch, fairly sure something here isn't quite right.<br> <br>Angus gives Natska a nod in greetings as he takes off his hat. "Evening Natska, Cassidy. I guess we will be sparing then?" He teases as he flashes them both a grin before he turns his attention back to the ring to see how his cousin does in combat.<br> <br>The goat by the ring pats Cassidy on the shoulder before scrambling out of harm's way. "No weapons, no magic, and don't die, Lady!" he calls. | ||
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| + | The masked deer's flexing and posing stops as the bear is dragged out of the ring and Cassidy appears as his next opponent. The huge cervine looks like he means business as he begins to circle the ring toward Cassidy. The sound of a bell signals the start of the match, and the deer lowers his head and charges!<br> <br>Cassidy frowns softly. No magic? Well that was a shame. But what he didn't say was below-the-belt hits were off limits, and with the size different... Why, she was at just the right height! When he charges at her she tries to duck under it, but fails, taking a horn to the shoulder, which knocks her on her butt. "Ow. Well. I was going to try to not hurt so bad, but now..." She pushes herself up with a grunt and dusts her jacket off before darting forward, trying to slam a kick right into Hartford's groin.<br> <br>Savi laughs and slams her hands together. "Oh good show, good show. This might be a short night after all."<br> <br>Natska winces as Cassidy takes the horn - hoping her friend doesn't get hurt too badly, then cheers Cass on as she strikes back, clapping her hands.<br> <br>Angus blinks a little as Cassidy takes a horn to the side, shaking his head as he slowly puts his hat back on when she goes for his groin. "I thinkkk this fight might be oover soon, Cassidy is going for the usual." He comments with a smile.<br> <br>The arena erupts in a cheer as Evil Antler strikes Cassidy. A cheer that quickly changes into a shared gasp of pain from every male in the audience as Cassidy's foot connects with the gigantic deer's groin. Evil Antler stops in his tracks, his big brown eyes crossing for a moment as they track down to the much smaller fox, then rolling back in his head to show only the whites. But he does not fall. Instead, his brawny arm swings toward Cassidy's head in a sweeping haymaker! Something is very wrong here!<br> <br>Cassidy narrows her eyes behind her mask. She's partially thankful that he didn't seem to have hurt him that much, but... She expected more of a reaction. Something was off. Still, she keeps with her theme of apparently not using her hands, and when he takes his swing, she brings up her leg again to block it. "Hey. You alright in there, friend?" Her words are casual, but if this oddity keeps up things might get a lot worse. For who is hard to say, but for now she just pops up on her other leg, trying to land a kick to the side of his head.<br> <br>Her laughter and applause slowly dying off, the armored plant begins to frown. An uncomfortable feeling from the beginning, it grows worse by the instant. Saviante stands slowly and casually makes her way towards the line of awaiting contestants. Her 'eye' on the one towards the end, she approaches the duelist. Upon reaching the line of fighters, she drops to one knee to bring herself more align with the others, and to allow the audience a clear view. "There is a problem." She says softly. A whisper soft comment quite possibly lost in the roaring noise of the combat tent. | ||
Revision as of 23:12, 19 July 2014
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19/7/477
Log
This seems to be quite the affair! Everyone has gotten in on the hype of this Brawl to Top Them all and booths are scattered all over the Ridgewater Fairgrounds. The smells of fried foods and the sounds of hawkers calling from their booths fill the air. A number of smaller fighting rings have been set up here and there around the fair that has sprung up, but the main event is obviously smack in the middle of everything under a large, red and white striped canopy. The roars of the crowd can probably be heard all the way in Firmament! At the edge of the canopy, behind a set of bleachers and just out of sight of the fighting ring is a goat sitting behind a desk, taking money and signing up hopeful contestants. "What'll it be, folks!" he ushers people forward with a grin, "Anyone think they can take the Evil Antler?"
Cassidy shuffles along, as dapper as always, tipping her hat towards the goat at the desk. "Hello and good afternoon! I will sign up to take him on, yes." She flashes a warm smile behind her mask. "What do I need to do? Anything in particular?"
Savi wanders into the tent and, depsite her imposing size and mass, meekly makes her way to the bleachers. Carefully moving to the back, the towering fern sits and patiently waits to see who will be fighting.
Drawn to the bustle and spectacle of the fair, Natska wanders the grounds, taking in the sights and the smells, and considering the brawling rings. "This looks like good sport," she decides, and makes her way to the sign up desk. She starts fishing out crowns to pay her entry fee. "I'm in. Do we have a lot of-" she blinks. "Oh! Hi, Cass."
One of the best spots to enjoy a fair is by the fried food venders, at least that's Angus' opinion as he munches on some fried dough that he payed for as he walks over to the signup booth, debating on it for a moment before he signs himself up as well. "I'll give it a go, might as well try." He pays his entry fee as he looks at the others that signed up, chuckling a little when he notices Cassidy and Natska.
The goat passes entry forms and injury waivers to anyone planning to fight and points to the "10 Crown Admittance," sign for those who wish to be spectators.
Entries paid and waivers signed, everyone is admitted to the arena where there is already a fight in progress. A burly bear is currently pinned beneath the bulk of an equally enormous deer in some sort of leather harness that shows off his muscular physique, and a red mask with flame patterns tied over his face. His broad rack of ebony antlers are polished a brilliant shine, probably some kind of laquer, and his fur is dyed a glossy black with a curious double stripe of white down his back.
The bear is obviously very uncomfortable and getting more so as the masked deer leans back, twisting the burly beings arm in an unnatural direction. Suddenly, the bear's eyes bulge! "I yield!" he cries, suddenly panicked, "Creator's, I yield!"
Immediately, Evil Antler releases the bear and starts to pose for the crowd, holding his fists in the air and shouting wordlessly. He leaps and poses around the ring, even stopping to perform a weird, hip-thrusting dance for a particularly enthusiastic section of the crowd!
Another goat, this one standing near the ring and similar enough to the first to be his brother spots the newcomers and waves Cassidy over, seeing that she has a contestant's badge. "You're up Missy!" he bleats.
Cassidy signs the form and hands over that fee, giving a not to Natska. "Hello! Going to be a fun day, isn't it?" She grins a little and dusts off her coat as she approaches the ring. "That sounds fine indeed, yes." She adjusts her hat and moves to climb into the ring. "Any rules or bars?" Making sure her white gloves are firmly on, first, she sets them in her pockets and eyes the deer over.
Natska follows the group into the main ring, watching the fight in progress with a critical eye. "And Captain Angus," she adds, with a nod to the other fox. She claps and cheers for Evil Antler's dance, then gives Cassidy an encouraging smile, standing silently at the side of the ring and waiting her turn.
Smiling to herself, Savi eyes the goat. Half wondering if it is too late to try her arm in the ring, she elects to watch, fairly sure something here isn't quite right.
Angus gives Natska a nod in greetings as he takes off his hat. "Evening Natska, Cassidy. I guess we will be sparing then?" He teases as he flashes them both a grin before he turns his attention back to the ring to see how his cousin does in combat.
The goat by the ring pats Cassidy on the shoulder before scrambling out of harm's way. "No weapons, no magic, and don't die, Lady!" he calls.
The masked deer's flexing and posing stops as the bear is dragged out of the ring and Cassidy appears as his next opponent. The huge cervine looks like he means business as he begins to circle the ring toward Cassidy. The sound of a bell signals the start of the match, and the deer lowers his head and charges!
Cassidy frowns softly. No magic? Well that was a shame. But what he didn't say was below-the-belt hits were off limits, and with the size different... Why, she was at just the right height! When he charges at her she tries to duck under it, but fails, taking a horn to the shoulder, which knocks her on her butt. "Ow. Well. I was going to try to not hurt so bad, but now..." She pushes herself up with a grunt and dusts her jacket off before darting forward, trying to slam a kick right into Hartford's groin.
Savi laughs and slams her hands together. "Oh good show, good show. This might be a short night after all."
Natska winces as Cassidy takes the horn - hoping her friend doesn't get hurt too badly, then cheers Cass on as she strikes back, clapping her hands.
Angus blinks a little as Cassidy takes a horn to the side, shaking his head as he slowly puts his hat back on when she goes for his groin. "I thinkkk this fight might be oover soon, Cassidy is going for the usual." He comments with a smile.
The arena erupts in a cheer as Evil Antler strikes Cassidy. A cheer that quickly changes into a shared gasp of pain from every male in the audience as Cassidy's foot connects with the gigantic deer's groin. Evil Antler stops in his tracks, his big brown eyes crossing for a moment as they track down to the much smaller fox, then rolling back in his head to show only the whites. But he does not fall. Instead, his brawny arm swings toward Cassidy's head in a sweeping haymaker! Something is very wrong here!
Cassidy narrows her eyes behind her mask. She's partially thankful that he didn't seem to have hurt him that much, but... She expected more of a reaction. Something was off. Still, she keeps with her theme of apparently not using her hands, and when he takes his swing, she brings up her leg again to block it. "Hey. You alright in there, friend?" Her words are casual, but if this oddity keeps up things might get a lot worse. For who is hard to say, but for now she just pops up on her other leg, trying to land a kick to the side of his head.
Her laughter and applause slowly dying off, the armored plant begins to frown. An uncomfortable feeling from the beginning, it grows worse by the instant. Saviante stands slowly and casually makes her way towards the line of awaiting contestants. Her 'eye' on the one towards the end, she approaches the duelist. Upon reaching the line of fighters, she drops to one knee to bring herself more align with the others, and to allow the audience a clear view. "There is a problem." She says softly. A whisper soft comment quite possibly lost in the roaring noise of the combat tent.
