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THE TOURNAMENT
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen! I am very proud to announce that we have not one, not two, but FOUR CONTESTANTS, yes yes It truly is lovely, standing here we have two old hands, SAIKI AND NEPETA, bt joining us for the first time we also have WILLIAM AND SHIRANUI! WHO SHALL WIN? WHAT SHALL BE THEIR PRIZE, in our first matches we have SAIKI VS. SHIRANUI and NEPETA VS. WILLIAM, is that acceptable to the contestants? Though their are still room for more~"
“Excellent! And of course there is a prize~ Though what it is shall remain my little secret. But of course! No matter what happens! I hope you have FUN!”
“A secret prize, huh… Alright.” Shiranui nodded. Have fun, indeed.. “What are the rules?”
“Rules are decided by the contestants, other than that, anything goes.”
“Decided by the contestants? Who are the other contestants?” Shiranui frowned. He hoped that no one would come up with something to put him at a distinct disadvantage.
“As of the moment there is sadly only one other contestant, Saiki! [forbiddencross.tumblr] A prior contestant, though tis a small matter to find more.”
“I see,” the God nodded. “Thank you. How long do I have to prepare? How many contestants will there be?”
"As of the moment only one, though their could be quite a few if every the thought to join, tis however not the case, and you have however long the two of you decide before the match of course, and till when you decide it will be"
amurain
fruityprophet
thefurrynerd "Lovely! Three new people to take part in our show! Come now step inside, and please take a seat, I promise you shant waste your time here, such FUN to be had! Take a seat, take a bit, and never ye hesitate to take a chance to step onto the sage! So come now! Don't be shy! What the worst that could happen~"
“Excellent! And of course there is a prize~ Though what it is shall remain my little secret. But of course! No matter what happens! I hope you have FUN!”
“A secret prize, huh… Alright.” Shiranui nodded. Have fun, indeed.. “What are the rules?”
“Rules are decided by the contestants, other than that, anything goes.”
“Decided by the contestants? Who are the other contestants?” Shiranui frowned. He hoped that no one would come up with something to put him at a distinct disadvantage.
"As of the moment there is sadly only one other contestant, Saiki! [forbiddencross.tumblr] A prior contestant, though tis a small matter to find more."
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“Oh? It seems we may have our next contestant! Which of you will take the stage?”
“I will.” Shiranui stepped forward, letting go of his sister’s hand. Amaterasu had been fretting over this ‘competition’ since he’d suggested he might join it, but they both knew he was more than capable. Amaterasu bit her lip, looking between the two with nervous eyes.
“What exactly is this competition, Anon?”
“Combat of course! My name and title is no mere coincidence! The clash of arms, a test of metal, a battle of wills and STRENGTH! The ultimate wine of all is found in the throws of battle! But never ye fear, this is a contest! Even if you or your opponent is killed, I shall return you to life! Though the terms of battle are up to you, I am merely a judge, overseeing your conflict what ever it may be! Does this challenge still interest you brave one?”
“It absolutely does,” Shiranui nodded, then asked out of simple curiosity, “Is there a prize to be won, or is this simply for the glory of the title? I’m not backing down either way, ‘tis simply a question.”
“Excellent! And of course there is a prize~ Though what it is shall remain my little secret. But of course! No matter what happens! I hope you have FUN!”
“A secret prize, huh… Alright.” Shiranui nodded. Have fun, indeed.. “What are the rules?”
"Rules are decided by the contestants, other than that, anything goes."
She nodded. “Alright, if you’re sure. Thank you very much.”
“Of course I am very much sure! Take it take it!” *He ties the bag at the top and offers it to the Goddess, reconsiders and slings it over his shoulder.* “Better yet still, where shal I place it! I shant give you such a burden to carry! You are a GOD, not a mule!”
She smiled, laughed a bit at his words. “It can be placed there, with the other offerings…” She gestured. “That way anyone can help themselves to what they wish, neh?”
"A most excellent Idea! Lets see here" *The anon shifted his feet apart fussing all the mean while.* "Righto, here we go!" *The anon grinned as he walked over to where the offering table was.* "I Shant use my powers here and stink the place up"
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“Oh? It seems we may have our next contestant! Which of you will take the stage?”
“I will.” Shiranui stepped forward, letting go of his sister’s hand. Amaterasu had been fretting over this ‘competition’ since he’d suggested he might join it, but they both knew he was more than capable. Amaterasu bit her lip, looking between the two with nervous eyes.
“What exactly is this competition, Anon?”
“Combat of course! My name and title is no mere coincidence! The clash of arms, a test of metal, a battle of wills and STRENGTH! The ultimate wine of all is found in the throws of battle! But never ye fear, this is a contest! Even if you or your opponent is killed, I shall return you to life! Though the terms of battle are up to you, I am merely a judge, overseeing your conflict what ever it may be! Does this challenge still interest you brave one?”
“It absolutely does,” Shiranui nodded, then asked out of simple curiosity, “Is there a prize to be won, or is this simply for the glory of the title? I’m not backing down either way, ‘tis simply a question.”
"Excellent! And of course there is a prize~ Though what it is shall remain my little secret. But of course! No matter what happens! I hope you have FUN!"
“Right,” Amaterasu laughed. She ate the candy, deep in thought. “It’s like…. those fancy Ferraro Rocher candies Emily likes so much, but under that… it’s like strawberries. And salt.” A pause, before she hung her head, an embarrassed smile on her lips. “I know what the taste is, now. My favorite flavor. Waka’s lips. Dear Gods…” Her cheeks were redder every moment. “I… don’t suppose you might let me keep a few of those candies for later, would you? I’d like to give a few to my family, and see what their favorite flavours are.”
*The anon grins and chuckles reaching deep into the interior of his coat, all the while giving ammy that grin.* “THe taste of a lovers lips? No wonder, tis an Ichor sweeter than most things. Still a wondrous taste, I can only imagine” *The anon chuckled as he finally pulled a garbage bag full of the anon candies from the smoky depths of his coat.* “Here you are! Plenty to go around!”
She giggled a bit. “Have I ever told you that I love the way you speak? It’s quite enchanting.” She nodded, reaching her hand out for the bag. “A-are you quite sure? This is an awful lot of candy…”
“I can’t say that you have! But many-a-thanks! Though of course you can have all that candy, I have plenty more. Truly I never eat it so it adds up quite quickly!”
She nodded. “Alright, if you’re sure. Thank you very much.”
"Of course I am very much sure! Take it take it!" *He ties the bag at the top and offers it to the Goddess, reconsiders and slings it over his shoulder.* "Better yet still, where shal I place it! I shant give you such a burden to carry! You are a GOD, not a mule!"
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“Oh? It seems we may have our next contestant! Which of you will take the stage?”
“I will.” Shiranui stepped forward, letting go of his sister’s hand. Amaterasu had been fretting over this ‘competition’ since he’d suggested he might join it, but they both knew he was more than capable. Amaterasu bit her lip, looking between the two with nervous eyes.
“What exactly is this competition, Anon?”
"Combat of course! My name and title is no mere coincidence! The clash of arms, a test of metal, a battle of wills and STRENGTH! The ultimate wine of all is found in the throws of battle! But never ye fear, this is a contest! Even if you or your opponent is killed, I shall return you to life! Though the terms of battle are up to you, I am merely a judge, overseeing your conflict what ever it may be! Does this challenge still interest you brave one?"
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"Oh? It seems we may have our next contestant! Which of you will take the stage?"
She nodded. "True true.."
"Still so long as you aren't doing worse" *He nods with her as he finally lets her down from his hug*
She laughed lightly and held onto him. "I'm getting better.." She smiled slightly.
"Getting better? Well thats good! Though better is only better if it truly is and stays that way" *He smiles back at her, well smiles more*
She hugged him tightly. "How have you been..?
*He hugged he back even tighter, picking her up while doing it* "Excellent! Exquisite! But, per says how have you been?"
"Hey.." She rubbed her arms slightly. "Haven't seen you in a while.."
"True, tis a tragedy! Still tis a pleasure to see you again!" *The anon tipped his hat to you*
“Right,” Amaterasu laughed. She ate the candy, deep in thought. “It’s like…. those fancy Ferraro Rocher candies Emily likes so much, but under that… it’s like strawberries. And salt.” A pause, before she hung her head, an embarrassed smile on her lips. “I know what the taste is, now. My favorite flavor. Waka’s lips. Dear Gods…” Her cheeks were redder every moment. “I… don’t suppose you might let me keep a few of those candies for later, would you? I’d like to give a few to my family, and see what their favorite flavours are.”
*The anon grins and chuckles reaching deep into the interior of his coat, all the while giving ammy that grin.* “THe taste of a lovers lips? No wonder, tis an Ichor sweeter than most things. Still a wondrous taste, I can only imagine” *The anon chuckled as he finally pulled a garbage bag full of the anon candies from the smoky depths of his coat.* “Here you are! Plenty to go around!”
She giggled a bit. “Have I ever told you that I love the way you speak? It’s quite enchanting.” She nodded, reaching her hand out for the bag. “A-are you quite sure? This is an awful lot of candy…”
"I can't say that you have! But many-a-thanks! Though of course you can have all that candy, I have plenty more. Truly I never eat it so it adds up quite quickly!"
"Ah, Fighter, do you remember me, old friend? Marcus, the Anon who never wanted to participate in the others' pranks?"
"Can't say that I do, though tis a pleasure to meet you marcus, even if that meeting is an Again"