"Fight to Win!" Tournament [Event]

[Natsy]

A tall Colosseum stood high upon a flattened light brown surface within the center of Seisui. The large structure raising 159 feet into the air, towering over most buildings and expanding out at a 617 feet by 512 feet which covered a large portion of all six acres. Such a magnificent sight to behold for such a building. Of course it was build for entertainment purposes, and will be used for the very first time as a Tournament for Ninja. The facade raised high into the air, it's mouth opened wide in a welcoming gesture while the writing carved into the frame said Welcome Competitors in large, bold letters.

As one enters the large building, they are immediately introduced to a large arena stationed within the center of the colosseum. Rows of seats surround the flattened surface while a simple desk sits within the dead center of the arena. Ten minature circles surround this desk, each positioned at least 20 meters apart, and 30 meters away from the desk itself. Each circle will be the areas where each round will take place before the desk is removed to determine the final two finalists in their battle for the title of The More Superior Fighter Within Their Village!

A single AnBU referree, dressed in white slacks with the regular black and white striped shirt. The procelain white mask shielding the face of the AnBU carefully showed off the perfect features of a Dragon as he stood beside the black oak desk. The Host remained seated behind the desk, tapping the microphone which sat beside a empty sheet of paper with a simple pen placed on top. The registry details were already in place and all the equipment had been set up. Now all was needed was the competitors so the tournament can begin!

[The Irredeemable ZaG]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background:url(http://i49.tinypic.com/316n90y.png); width:498px;] Eyes squinting in the sun the Space Ninja approached the arena. It was an impressive structure, fashioned to resemble an epic gladiatorial theatre. He joined the crowd that were entering the building, but unlike the spectators that would then move up to to their seats to watch the martial display, Kireme continued forwards towards the signup desk in the centre of the ring. He raised his visor as he approached the desk so that he could show his face and prepared to introduce himself. A slew of equipment hung from his waist. Around his waist was his utility belt (type 2), holding within it five fragmentation grenades, three incendiary grenades, a pair of stun grenades, two hundred and eighty three senbon, a walkie talkie, a roll of ninja tape, thirty zip-ties and fifteen hira shuriken. Hanging from the back of his belt was his beginners pouch, containing two C-rank scrolls with three hundred bo-shuriken inside, a C-rank scroll with a dai senbon (dai weaponry) inside, two D-rank scrolls with one hundred and fifty bo-shuriken inside, a small scroll containing three coffins and six kunai, three of which have eye seals on them. Covering his head was his space helmet (hat type 1), and within it was its retractable golden visor (goggles) and set of blinding lights (underwater vision attachment). His torso was covered by a thick, micrometeorite resistant space fabric (BDU jacket) and likewise material covered his legs (BDU trousers). Beneath his sleeves and pants were a set of metal armour pressed close to his skin for protection (gauntlets and greaves). Around his waist, just above his utility belt, was forty five feet of ninja wire. On the right side of his utility belt hung a mace with a knobbed head (club avarage). On the left side hung the Space Ninjas sword, a long and thin foil blade (fencing sword). Beside the sword hangs his buckler shield, a steel circle that's rimmed with thick rubber, the chromed boss of which depicts the rain village insignia. The Space Ninja reached the desk and said 'My name is Kireme Minamimuki, from the village hidden in the Rain. I'm here to take part in this tournament.'

[Mist]

A yawn outstretched itself as a new figure made its way through the Colosseum. Still quite an impressive arena as ever. Being from kirigakure he has seen them before. This was was more showy than the one back in the mist village. The arena back home for him was known to be inside of a cavern. but this was nice too. His eyes darted around the area. He had already seen this place before so it was familiar somewhat. He didnt have a chance to stay very long last time...So mainly just this front area he is used to. Hopefully this time around a delay or cancellation will occur this time around.

He doubted something like that will happen for reputation purposes. Tsuyu himself would be regarded as a normal shinobi. Wearing a black coat and a white shirt along with dark teal pants and standard black shinobi running shoes. He carried a butt bag with ten kunai,a short sword, seventy five hira shuriken, two soldier pills. He wore nothing that stood out. However there was one trait alone that did make him stand out. His light blue skin, a walking shark like circular eyes, dark blue hair and fanged teeth. He was practically a walking shark because of his clan. He used to be bothered by peoples constant stares of him.

However now he is more used to that. He was just a normal person living his life despite his blue skin. He didnt bring much equipment like most participants might mainly because he doesnt hope to win the tournament. He just want wanted the opportunity to fight. He'd easily quit the moment he was bored or lost interest in this. He was mainly here for diplomatic reasons. A lone ninja headband of the mist village was tied to his right arm. He was the sole participate from his village.. Going up to the main desk to sign in like last time he saw a familiar person in sight.

Walking up casually to the familiar figure he met a while back.He briefly closed his eyes for a moment. During this time his mind stretched out. The life force of others in the area could be felt by the hoshigaki. However what he wanted was the force of the person before him. Tsuyu could gauge his strength and can even feel the particular pattern his chakra flowed. After tsuyu felt all of this he opened his eyes back up. He really needed to continue his sensing training to do this with his eyes open. But he learned one thing though. Last time he couldnt gauge the amekages power but this time he could. "Look who it is. Amekage nice to see you again." the blue teen would say standing nearby him.

[The Irredeemable ZaG]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background:url(http://i49.tinypic.com/316n90y.png); width:498px;] As the Space Ninja waited at the desk to be processed he'd suddenly hear a familiar voice from behind him. Turning around he'd see the blue skinned Mizukage. Kireme grinned as said 'Good to see you too, but to be honest i've actually retired from the position of Amekage.' He'd end his statement with a shrug. Kireme, unlike some of the crowd surrounding the pair of shinobi, did not have any problem with blue skinned people, one of his close friends in the Rain village being a Hoshigake himself. He'd move aside so the Mizukage could reach the desk and announce himself to the official there. 'Anyone else from Mist going to be here?' Kireme would ask idly, trying to make some chit chat whilst the other attendees arrived. 'I'm the only Rain ninja attending this tournament. I'm not really interested in going for gold, just so long as i avoid getting the wooden spoon instead.'

[Mist]

It had been quite a while since he had last seen Kireme he wondered how his reaction would be along with his memory of Tsuyu. Of course if he forgot who Tsuyu was while sad it would be understandable. But it would seem that were not the case this time around. As Kireme replied back easily to the hoshigaki. Thats great so no awkwardness there. He was a little happy about it. Perhaps he had been to concerned about it then?

The amekage or now should be called former amekage gave back a reply to Tsuyu. Oh so he retired now. Thinking briefly of the time he was in the wet city known as amegakure. Of course theres no way he would actually know who the new amekage is so there was no need to ask. Wait. Normally that would be the case as it wasnt any business for an outsider. But should he ask as a duty of the mizukage and the alliance between villagers? Seeing the former kage move aside he quickly jotted down his name and needed info.

Kireme asking if other mist shinobi were going to attend."oddly enough probably not. The people of kriigakure didnt seem all too interested." he said to the other finishing writing and moving away so others could write as well. Kireme seemed kind of liked himself. Not too much for victory. He could easily relate to that."I'm here to see what this place can offer really." he gave back."So the new amekage. What are they like?" he finally decided to ask. He though given the circumstances it seemed right. Identity wasnt as important as personality really. He was mainly curious.

[The Irredeemable ZaG]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background:url(http://i49.tinypic.com/316n90y.png); width:498px;] Kireme would shrug as the Mizukage said that his fellow mist nin may not have been interested in joining the tournament themselves 'Yeah, i suppose it's similar back in Rain.' He'd then ask about the new Rain village leader. Kireme crossed his arms as he stood, thinking for a moment before continuing 'Well, they're someone i trust. I myself passed over the title to them, and they had recently passed the chunnin exams as well, so they were certainly capable. Anything more than that i think it'd be worth you meeting him in person to find out.'

[Dealer's Button]

~enter~

Walking onward the majestic structure of the coliseum came into view. An proud smirk formed upon the chivalrous gambler's lips as his heart selfishly desired victory and honor. Ace was eagar to test his might against the challengers that awaited. The Knave of Hearts casually took a few steps onward allowing his feet to take the first steps into the arena. Light blue eyes calmly gazed at the seats visualizing the cheering that was sure to occur. Durring this glancing of things to come he noticed an shinobi he meet before. "Kireme if I recal correctlyl" the card enchanter thought as his soft and polite smile remained on his lips. He closed his eyes slightly clearly remembering how their fateful encounter occurred. There was no fighting only a pleasant conversation. Although, this time he was most likely destined to battle the fellow kage.

Thinking about this upcoming fight the Knave of Hearts glanced at the 9 card holsters strapped upon his body. The faint sun shinned on the holsters upon each wrist. Afterwards his eyes traveled downward stopping onto the 6 card holsters strapped upon the belt on his wrist 3 on each side. Finally Ace glanced at the final card holster strapped slightly above his left ankle. Each one of these elegant containers were filled with 4 decks of cards. The Hachidaime Yukikage's left white gloved hand slithered into his buttbag gently brushing against the 80 ice exploding tags within.

After checking all of his equipment he cassualy walked to the reception desk offering the clerk an polite smile."ello my name is Ace Debutler Onta proudly representing Yukigakure desiring to fight in the tournament"[/b] he gently and politely said to the indivudal his soft smile slightly turning into an gentle smirk.

[Image In the Falls]

[Enter]

Arriving at Seisui was like any other day, Shigure had seen the capital on a few occasions, but this time he was actually there for a purpose. There were so many people on the streets of the city, but they couldn't hold a candle to the mass of bodies staying in wait to enter the festivities for the next day or so.Moving through the crowded streets, he couldn't help but see his target through the crowd.

The Colosseum shown in grandeur as the young genin approached. He had been inside of it before, for the same reason, but this time he was certain he would actually get to partake in the spars that were destined to come. Showing Rosie his abilities would only be an added bonus to meeting a few fresh faces from the other villages in the alliance.

Moving into the building was another hassle, the horde of people were a little overwhelming, but it wasn't stopping the Genin. As he arrived at the sign-in desk, he didn't look around at anyone other than the attendant. Showing his Identification, he spoke, "Shigure Semitsu, Genin, Takigakure."

Only after the fact that he was signed in, would he move to the contestants area shown in bold by signs and roped off walkways of accessibility. He didn't go near it yet, for one, because it looked like he was the first to arrive from his Team, but a group had caught his eye. Three apparent Ninja stood before him, each standing a little taller than he. They were slightly more mature in age, but the teenager didn't have to worry about the gap in maturity.. That is, unless they acted like preteens. Hopefully they did not.

Casually attempting to listen in, he wouldn't dare speak to them unless spoken to, but from further inspection, he had noticed the first one to catch his eye, the eccentric-looking one was from Rain, given the fact that the shield displayed it's insignia. The sophisticated one dawned his villages insignia on his gloved hand, Snow, Cedany's Village. But the boy couldn't see an insignia on the Hoshigake, maybe it was in a spot he couldn't see. irregardless, it seemed like every vilage was responding to the tournament.

Shigure himself stood with a stoic, and dumbfounded look upon his face at that moment if they were to see him. The Auburn-haired genin sported a cloak covering a mostly-grey hued outfit, which inside it held a single flash pouch. under the cloak however, the boy had a buttbag filled with ten kunai, 114 senbon, 2 incendiary grenades, 3 smoke grenades, and 80 explosive tags. A simple scroll holster on his right thigh held 114 senbon, and a bracelet on his left wrist held another 54 senbon. He didn't look like much, but his forest green eyes looked determined. His Takigakure forehead protector displayed proudly around his neck, resting itself on his collar bone.

[Lava Beneath the Falls]

{Enter)

Phyre was only about forty feet away from Shigure the entire way to the tournament entrance. Upon arriving she would notice Shigure had just checked in, once he was done she would try to walk up and smack him in the back of the head for taking off without his team. "Stupid....ya could have reminded us about this....and like waited for us..." she would say her first words towards the guy since that mission in Snow.

Phy the red haired genin dressed in red sleeveless shirt that exposed her stomach and had strings that criss-crossed in the front attaching in the back. She also had on black shorts with a torn like red skirt over them. Wearing black kunoichi style boots with her hair pulled back into a pony-tail, her headband was located on her waist. She would walk up to the clerk and check in. "Phyre Raines, Genin, Taki...ga..I don't know kure? Waterfall Village." she would say having issues with Waterfall's japanese words.

She didn't glance up at the other contestants only would walk back towards Shigure looking around for Hiroki. She decided to take this time to check on her gear. A pair of sais holstered to her legs, a butt bag that contained 30 shiriken, 10 kunai, 6 grenades, and 150 fake exploding tags. Not that she ever has thought to use any of these. Sighing knowing she has everything, she would stand around adjusting her goggles on top of her head.

[Thunder Over the Falls]

[Enter]

Hiroki had after a while managed to make it here. He arrived a short while after Phyre with everything in tow. His clothing was simple and typical for him, emphasizing practicality and movement - simple shorts and a sleeveless dark blue shirt. His feet and lower legs were covered with calf-high sandals. Around his waist was a simple belt from which hung his full quiver of arrows with varying types: 50 each of bullet, broad head, and blunt head arrows. Opposite that was a coil of rope, and in the center of his back on the belt was attached his butt-bag that held six weapon scrolls.

Two of the larger scrolls held Hiro's recurve bow and his bo staff. Between the other four scrolls he carried 28 slots worth of knives and 14 slots worth of hira-shuriken. All things considered he looked rather unprepared, but that was just part of the image.

Before saying anything to anyone else Hiroki entered the Colosseum and made a beeline for registration. Hopefully he wasn't late. "Hiroki Ryuusei from Waterfall!" With his name down instead of going to his teammates the genin walked off to the side and amused himself by looking at the architecture of the place and watching spectators as seats started to fill.

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[Enter]

[/i] just kinda sittin' in the middle of the city. I hadn't known that this was even a thing. This tournament was seemingly a pretty big deal; the streets were all bustling with citizens, and banners flew; especially catching to me was the rather obvious 'Welcome Competitors' legend that sailed above what was seemingly my entrance.

Since my headband gleamed - er, proudly - around my neck, I attracted a bit of altogether unwelcome attention. Random strangers came up and treated me with way too much fucking reverie - that was weird, I mean even when identified before I'd been treated sort of as... well, a maggot, like I was. Perhaps my appearance had etched up a few notches on the befitting-representative-o-meter, as I guess it may well have. I hadn't really noticed, but I had progressively begun to be a bit more conscious of my appearance since I'd met Isabella. I guess it was because she set an example with how beautiful she was, herself...

...I don't know...

In any case, I shrugged them all off. Equipment-wise, I was packing my cestus, the twin gauntlets a slight, solid pressure against my left breast. My left hip was adorned with my butt bag, not really that well hidden; within it lay three frag grenades, two smoke grenades, two incendiary grenades, six kunai, fifteen marbles and thirty bo-shuriken.

Jesus fuck, it felt like I'd recited that in my head way too many times.

Predictably (in hindsight), and at an uncertain amount of welcome were those two damn kids from ages back, Hiro-something and er... Shigure. Decent kids, I supposed, and a bit grown up now, but still fuckin' kids. Were accompanied by a girl, too, about their age, who I didn't recognize. Apart from them, more mysterious and bedazzling figures were proceeding through the entrance, wearing their own respective plates that marked them as not-from-here. I wondered just how willing they'd be to kill me, compared to the children. I had been of course informed that the tournament was meant to be a non-fatal affair... but accidents happened...

...Accidents...

I gulped these petty anxieties down as I approached them.

"Sup, kids." I called with at least a little heart, raising a friendly hand in greeting and shining them a smile with about as much fuckin' effort as my speech; yanno, a little. If they didn't appreciate that shit they could just plain go and fuck themselves.

...Man I'm a bitch.

I kept up that smile, though, and when it was my turn to register I declared astutely, "Kaoru Takeuchi, Takigakure." Though I couldn't resist pointing a finger at my hea- well, neckband and giving a wide-eyed "Duh."

I'd proceed off in turn, too, as I hardly expected to be stopped. Might have even lingered among my fellow Takigakure shinobi, if they seemed so inclined.

My mind gave a chuckle. If the kids were a little pissed off at me for our last encounter I could hardly blame 'em.[/ul][/justify]

[Natsy]

As the seven participants arrive at the Arena, the host would remain seated behind the desk, taking down each of your names as you enter. However, as Kireme approached the desk first, the host would hand him a number [1] and ask him to move into the actual arena to await for further instructions. As Tsuyu was the second Shinobi to arrive and approach the desk, he was given the number [2] before instructed to head further into the arena. The third Shinobi would be Ace, he too was given a number [3] and was asked to move into the arena.

The forth Shinobi, Shigure, would be given number [4] and would be asked to move into the arena. The fifth, Phyre would become number [6] before she was asked to follow the first five Shinobi into the arena. The sixth Shinobi would be Hiroki would be asked to follow suit after being given the number [6] before the final Shinobi, Kaoru would be handed her number [7] before adding herself to the group which should be locating themselves within the center of the arena.

Once everyone was gathered, the host would move into the arena wielding a microphone and a cheesy smile. “Welcome one, welcome all! You are all gathered here today to test your skills in combat!” The host would yell into the mic. “Now, as you came in, each and every one of you has been given a single number ranging from one to seven. Now, please look to your right at the screen and wait for your number to show up.”

The host would point happily to a large screen with each Shinobi's name and number shown up in large, bold letters. “When you see your number, look for the number of the person you are to be paired with. You two will be fighting each other for the duration of the first round. Now, since there are only seven of you, the first two pickings will be fighting each other, while the remaining three names will be in a fatal three match! Now, if there are any questions, please ask them now, or move into your spots located in the three sections of the arena!”

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Dice Roll Results: Link

1: Kireme Minamimuki
2: Tsuyu Hoshigaki
3: Ace Debutler Onta
4: Shigure Semitsu
5: Phyre Raines
6: Hiroki Ryuusei
7: Kaoru Takeuchi

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Pair One: 5 & 7
Pair Two: 2 & 3
Fatal Three Way: 1, 4 & 6

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[Natsy]

[/b] Feel free to post again in this thread, but the first round will be in separate threads. I will be posting up the threads shortly. So I'll make this posting round, questions and perhaps a introduction between each character, before all of you are to exit this thread and move into your specific thread. Any questions, please PM me.
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[/i] kinda hoped I wouldn't be selected for the three-way fight.

Flick, flick, flick...

Jesus shit. STOP ALREAD-

Oh. There it was. Seven. But who the fuck was my enemy? I turned down the line, and judging by her place, presuming we actually had been lined up in numerical order, it was... the little girl, who had accompanied Shigure and Hiro-whatshisface. I grimaced. She was like... fourteen? Thirteen? I sighed; the prospect of smashing in a face so small was not an inviting one. It hardly even crossed my mind that she would be a threat. Much as they were intimidating, I had been hoping to face one of the few foreign contestants; might not feel so bad beating them up, plus they were older.

Oh how proud Isabella would be of me if I came back to inform her I'd beat up a child of the village. Ha, that was a thought.

Still, even worse perhaps would be telling her that I had lost to one. Oho, that wasn't on. My eyes steeled a little bit, and I made my way off to the indicated area, unsmiling.[/ul][/justify]

[Exit]

[Image In the Falls]

Looking down at the number Four the teenager held in his hand, it was apparent that he was the number that fell directly in the middle of the group of seven. It didn't sit well to him that there was an direct middle spot in this competition, that meant the tournament was going to be flawed. Kaoru showing up had made this contest uneven, which meant there was someone without a sparring partner.

As the Host chimed in, Shigure's problem with the competition had become realistic. There was going to be a Battle-Royale with three people, what a mess. The only saving grace for him would to be exempt from that giant mess of a battle. looking over to Phyre and Hiroki, as well as the occasional stare at Kaoru, he hoped neither of them would have to endure it either, but the the sheer number of the Takigakure shinobi made it so the odd's weren't in their favor.

Watching the board tick away with everlasting anticipation, Shigure's eyes wouldn't leave their piercing glare. The first numbers were up, Five and Seven. Kaoru and Phyre? The only two Kunoichi going at it. Kaoru was strong, he knew this, plus the fact that he hadn't really seen Phyre's sparring abilities. It would be an interesting match to watch, but he had his own to worry about.

Next grouping. Tsuyu and Ace, well fuck. That only meant one thing. The numbers ticked away again, and left one, four and six...

Fuck me.

Not only did the stupid computer pair the genin in the three way battle, but it paired him up with Hiroki. Why did it always have to be the optimistic go-getter from his team that he had to deal with. If that wasn't enough, they had to be paired with the weirdest looking one of the foreign group. The guy from Rain.

Sighing as he left, Shigure moved to his assigned area to begin this headache.

Well... this will be interesting.

[Dealer's Button]

Listening to the instructions given Ace walked slightly to the right his eyes focused on the screen. As the screen began to randomize the pairrings the card enchanter glanced at his number awaiting to see what his number shall be paired up against. A few seconds later the results displayed their heavy significant upon the screen. Seeing his 3 become paired with 2 allowed an small and polite smirk to appear on the Chivalrous Gambler's lips. His light blue eyes glanced at the 9 holsters strapped upon his vessel before landing upon the metal plate stitched upon his left white gloved hand.

Gently the Hachidaime Yukikage's right gloved finger tips gently pinched the fabric before pulling it down. Ace's mind only thought about bringing honor to his dear wife and child as the Yukigakure's emblem engraved upon the metal plate dazzled brilliantly in the provided lighting. Straightening the red and white bordered cloth gently tied around the Knave of Hearts neck he began to head to his area.

~exit to designated area~

[The Irredeemable ZaG]

The Space Ninja was surprised to have been placed in a triple fight, but would simply nod and move to his respective combat arena.


Exit

[Lava Beneath the Falls]

Phy listened as numbers were assigned to them all. 'Seven people...seven...which means six of which I have to beat....' she thought as she looked at the line up. Catching notice to some of the village headbands. Looks like one other from Waterfall, two which she couldn't quite catch the village insignia, and one from Rain. A few flashes of her past came to her from her really young years living on the outskirts of the rain village with her older sister. She quickly shoved the notion out of her head as the numbers would start to tick around on the board.

'Who the heck am I gonna get?' she wondered, as she stared up at the board, trying to stay as calm as ever. Then it happened numbers five and seven. 'The other waterfall ninja...?' she said not having the time to have ever introduce herself to the other kunoichi.

She looked down the row, just looking at number seven. There was a small gulp and her eyes widen slightly before she would look back ahead of herself. The girl seemed older than Phyre which was what had the young genin worried. Having felt like a failure on each mission, and the weakest on her team...'I just had to get the most likely more experience one.....' [/i]she thought.

As Phy would walk to her designated area she wouldn't give any looks Hiroki's or Shigure's way. Her main drive was to make sure she won and would meet those two later. She didn't want to let the team down again, by pathetically losing, granted it would kill her ego more so. 'Great...now to think of a way to win this thing...'

{Exit to Designated Area}

[Thunder Over the Falls]

For once in his life, Hiroki didn't seem to be bouncing off the walls with energy which meant one of two things. It was either that something was seriously wrong, or he was conserving his energy for something. In this case it was the latter, and the something was the battle against whoever he was paired with. He took note of his number and watched the board as it sorted them.

When the numbers stopped Hiro couldn't help but grin. If two people were advancing from the three way battle he would have to make sure he was one of them. It'd be cool if he and Shigure could both advance but...his thought cut off as he saw people start walking toward their areas. With little other sound the boy headed off in the direction of the larger arena, to his battle.

[Exit to Designated Area]

[Natsy]

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