Welcome to the Semifinals. Weeks have passed since the last bloody fight, two glorious battles where Junko astonished the crowd with his power and Azusa with her cunning tactics. Amazing fighters both of them, the stadium was packed and it was standing room only. Strangely enough there was a portion of the stadium facing the south that was not nearly as crowded as the rest. The spectators there were not shouting or cheering for their chosen combatant but rather they were politely seated one to a chair with their hands folded on their laps and their gaunt, pale countenances facing forward. An occasional reckloose would stumble their way into their portion of the stands to only be unceremoniously expelled with the flick of a hand. Yes, they were shinobi from Sound and there were hundreds of them.
The arena itself was for the most part repaired. The blood stains gone to dust and the craters filled back in. The scorch marked with raked away leaving a large area of packed earth and a few scattered boulders that cast enormous shadows given the darkening sky overhead. Yes, it was looking as if it wanted to storm, a respite for the oppressive heat these past few weeks. The winds had picked up, the sky was a deep grey. The celestial spaces themselves seemed to be roiling, highlighted occasionally by a flash of lighting and a peal of thunder would shake the stands three seconds later. The semi-finals were too exciting to miss, even if there was a massive storm coming in over the bay.
Static would crackle over the loudspeakers followed by an excited announcer. "Welcome to the Semi-Finals for the World Martial Arts Tournament. Everybody put your hands together for our fighters. To the left..." A door would open giving Azusa the cue that this was her moment. "Aikayume Azusa of Sunagakure. The lovely brawler fails from Wind Country but don't let her good looks fool you, she is the most dangerous kitty... fox... not entirely sure what she is that you will ever try to pet!" He let out a small cough before he gestured to the other corner. "And to the right we have Tsuyoshi Junko of Kumogakure. This young man, father of a small hunting party of spawn is not only exceedingly virile but he is also a pretty tough fighter when it comes to taking down his opponents in the arena. Hopefully the pretty lady over here wont distract him. I am sure we are in for a good show!" The crowd would roar with appreciation for the two fighters, they had come so far and they had already done so much to get here.
The announcer would scurry away from the center of the area as fast as he could as Junko and Azusa made their appearance as grand or as mundane as they chose. Once he had reached the safety of the stands the announcer would continue conclude with a final message. "You both know the rules, we will intervene before you can take the kill. But besides that, anything goes. So ready yourselves. One... Two... Three... FIGHT!"
You know the rules here. Send your information to your moderator and have a good fight!
Umashi will be your moderator.
The arena itself was for the most part repaired. The blood stains gone to dust and the craters filled back in. The scorch marked with raked away leaving a large area of packed earth and a few scattered boulders that cast enormous shadows given the darkening sky overhead. Yes, it was looking as if it wanted to storm, a respite for the oppressive heat these past few weeks. The winds had picked up, the sky was a deep grey. The celestial spaces themselves seemed to be roiling, highlighted occasionally by a flash of lighting and a peal of thunder would shake the stands three seconds later. The semi-finals were too exciting to miss, even if there was a massive storm coming in over the bay.
Static would crackle over the loudspeakers followed by an excited announcer. "Welcome to the Semi-Finals for the World Martial Arts Tournament. Everybody put your hands together for our fighters. To the left..." A door would open giving Azusa the cue that this was her moment. "Aikayume Azusa of Sunagakure. The lovely brawler fails from Wind Country but don't let her good looks fool you, she is the most dangerous kitty... fox... not entirely sure what she is that you will ever try to pet!" He let out a small cough before he gestured to the other corner. "And to the right we have Tsuyoshi Junko of Kumogakure. This young man, father of a small hunting party of spawn is not only exceedingly virile but he is also a pretty tough fighter when it comes to taking down his opponents in the arena. Hopefully the pretty lady over here wont distract him. I am sure we are in for a good show!" The crowd would roar with appreciation for the two fighters, they had come so far and they had already done so much to get here.
The announcer would scurry away from the center of the area as fast as he could as Junko and Azusa made their appearance as grand or as mundane as they chose. Once he had reached the safety of the stands the announcer would continue conclude with a final message. "You both know the rules, we will intervene before you can take the kill. But besides that, anything goes. So ready yourselves. One... Two... Three... FIGHT!"
You know the rules here. Send your information to your moderator and have a good fight!
Umashi will be your moderator.
lets have a blast! Big shoutout and appreciation to the mod as well
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While the fight was over between them, they both would have to fight their own personal demons and would need to receive immediate medical attention for their injuries. Typically, a darker figure had been surfacing after the fights and healing the combatants involved. However, there was no sign of him today as a blonde figure with a hair or two astray was walking into the arena grounds in an outfit that was strikingly similar to one of the combatants from the earlier fight. However, it would not take long for the crowd to notice that this figure was slightly limping and had bandages on her exposed skin likely from some injuries that she sustained recently. If people could put two and two together, they would notice that the figure was actually Byakko Kyuji, one of the combatants from the previous fight and a well-known Medical Chief in the Hidden Sand who gained more and more publicity internationally during the tournament.