We're all gonna get in a fight! [EVENT: FITE NITE][Warning: Violence and Blood]

[smartass_captain]

People have been disappearing in the Nexus.

Going missing from work, from their homes, from the Plaza.

Locals are staying in their homes, shutting their doors. Even the more shut-in of Nexus goers will be able to tell that something is amiss around here. The Plaza is strangely sparse as far as foot traffic; many of the shops downtown are closing early.

Word is spreading in the Industrial District of an anomaly in the anti-violence field. Easy money for betting in cage fighting. Less easy money but larger amounts for competing in said cage matches. One on one, matches with and without weapons. Rounds go until someone surrenders, is knocked out, or dies. Who would set up such a thing? It's becoming very popular and many a coin is being generated. Are so many people really signing up for this?

Some are. Others are captured and drugged, thrown into the ring against their will with the ultimatum: Fight and get free, or die.

What do you do?

Are you looking to bet your wages? Sign up for a chance at riches? Are you one of the unwilling laying in a dark room?

Or.

Are you going to stand for this if not?

((Please view this OOC post to chat with other players before you jump into a fight! All fights must be agreed upon by participants ahead of time for severity of injuries. Outcomes can be agreed upon or will be decided by a coinflip by myself. Please do not come into this expecting to clean sweep someone without sustaining injuries unless you and your fight partner have agreed ahead of time that would be hilarious. If there are questins, concerns, or complaints PM me. TL:DR Have fun and don't be a dick!))

Comments

Re: PLACE YOUR BETS [Location: Arena main floor, industrial district]

[havensnumberoneracer]

A strange long eared man with face tattoos and fiery red and orange hair walked toward the industrial section. He sat in one of the chairs, and looked at the others seemingly betting. So this was all the rage right now. Erol would sit there and explore the competition. A sly smirk appeared on his face, perhaps someone good would show up and entertain the crowd.

[magnetite_plz]

There's a woman in a simple white dress standing at the doorway to the section Erol is sitting in. There's plenty of open seats, but she seems to be standing as a service to the other spectators, given the set of white wings sprouting from her back.

"Someone you know fighting?" Her voice rings clear, like a bell.

Haven City's best racer is in the building (Meet Erol)

[havensnumberoneracer]

Erol's eyes turn toward the strange woman with white wings on her back "I heard a "certain Dark Eco freak and his pet ottsel" are being forced to fight for the crowd's amusement.

He's my worst enemy, so i would love to see him and his pet scruffed up a bit

[magnetite_plz]

"I sensed your regard." The woman nods, voice neither supportive nor judgmental. She seems to be indifferent to the prospect of violence about to transpire in the Arena below them.

"Why not fight yourself, if he is an enemy who has such loathing in your heart?"

[havensnumberoneracer]

The next fight was starting. Erol heard his enemy was fighting some strange creatures called "Pokemon". The crowd cheered as the "Dark Eco Freak and his rat" came out and the crowd cheered for the strange creatures.

He watched with interest.