FIGHT CLUB II: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO.

[saam]

WHO:Eshal and EVERYBODY, you're all invited. You don't have to have expressed interest oocly or icly before now to participate!
WHAT: The first inaugural Riftwatch underground boxing tournament... thing.
WHEN: Feel free to hit this up whenever, presumably it's taking place at various times over Harvestmere.
WHERE: The back room of the Boar & Bat pub.
NOTES: Violence! Gambling! Anything worse than that, I'll let you know.

First thing's first: the crowd favorites.

HEROES
• CROWD FAVORITE: Sabine "Red Snatch"
• Skulltimaeus "Fistbreaker"
• Derrica "The Rivaini Raider"
• Laura "Sharps" Kint
• Athessa "Sweet Tessa" Sulanahn
HEELS
• CROWD FAVORITE: Yngvi "Filth Demon" Congealedinagutterson
• Kostos "Babyface Moroney" Averesch
• Findilay
• Barrow "Skullbreaker"
• "Princess" Carla

(Obviously, if you didn't sign up beforehand but still want to have your character fight, feel free!)

Feel free to do whatever you wish with your character and their reaction to being the month's favorite. Crowd favorites will be cheered more, possibly bought drinks, remembered and treated fondly by the crowd, even if they're heels. Bets on their success will be higher, and remember, you're allowed to bet on yourself.

As for the rest: The back room of the pub still has that dirt floor, the bar off to the side, the chairs and tables dirt floor, a bar with drinks and a bartender, and a circle drawn in the middle with chalk.

Eshal holds court at the edge of the circle, calling matches and announcing fighters. Gifted with a booming voice and a 6'2" stature, she's still impossible to miss.

The unspoken mascot of the festivities is the sign stolen from the front, and pinned to the wall, in clear view of the crowd. Beneath it, someone has scrawled into the wall: LEAVE SOBER. This time, someone has also added pretty eyelashes to the face.

(credit to Beka for the wonderful sign!)

The rules of the fights are simple, and repeated before every match: No kicking. No hitting below the belt. No hitting while they're down. Stop when the referee says so. First person who can't get back up after a five count looses.

Fighting isn't the only thing to do, however. There are bets being made in the crowd. Drinks being had. Mingle, cheer, loose some money, win some back, have fun!

Comments

[sulahnan]

She clicks her tongue against her teeth, the sound effect to her disappointment, but it's a short-lived feeling. Mhavos will make an excellent bookie, especially since he's her friend and won't let her make stupid decisions with her money.

Probably.

"I guess it makes more sense to trust my money to you than to a stranger in the back room of a bar, anyway. And if he makes other people think I'm losing on purpose," she shrugs, cocking a lopsided grin at Mhavos because yes, she thought of that just now, too, "You'll know how best to bet."

[murderbaby]

Well, if she doesn't mind. "And we'll split the winnings. And if you lose..." A queer expression passes on his face, quietly realizing a problem and realizing, in turn, that he doesn't really care. "...I suppose I'll owe you money."

[sulahnan]

"Eh," she waves a dismissive hand. It's not really about the money either way. "I still get a fight out of it. What'm I gonna spend the coin on anyway?"

[murderbaby]

He frowns. "It's the principle. If I'm to be your bookie, I intend to be a good one."

[sulahnan]

He's just so serious.

"Ok, sure, but it's not the end of the world if you're not."

[murderbaby]

"Athessa. I promise you." You're right, he's serious. "Now go win a fight so we don't have to test it."

[sulahnan]

She laughs. "Maybe wait to see who I'm fighting before you place the bet."

She's quick, and resourceful, but there are a lot of fighters bigger and stronger.