[hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PDKRxyS.png[/img] [/center][hr][hr] In the midst of the fight, security was called, but called off when the frosty giant of a woman broke it up for them. They could had reprimanded the fighters, but that was good for the cameras! And nobody knew that better than the charismatic Andre. "Alright! I'm glad nobody got hurt there, ladies and gentlemen! I'd like to remind you all that, while that brawl was impressive, to keep the physical acts of violence in the ring!" Andre chuckled into the microphone, before he raised his finger up into the air valiantly. "But, I hope that little scuffle didn't distract you, because we are ready to begin!" The crowd loudly cheered as Andre raised both hands in the air, pulling his fingers in as a gesture for everyone to come up. Before pointing to the sky yet again, at the large screen that displayed all the match ups. "Here are the matchups for the preliminaries!" [indent][indent][quote][code] ■ The One vs. Calvin Redug. ■ The Doctor vs. Brenda Andrade. ■ Velvet vs. Brooklyn Vanburen. ■ Klara Grimolfdottir vs. Otsana Corral. ■ SYM-04 vs. Brenton Ross ■ Fafnir vs. Margot Coudray. ■ Andrea vs. Chung Yeong-Suk. [/code][/quote][/indent][/indent] "Now, fighters go to your stage!" Andre announced, and everyone that was in the area overlooking the tournament quickly went down a special hallway. They were directed by the staff of the tournament exactly where they needed to go. Eventually, every fighter found their stage. Each stage was different from each other in appearance. In the end, all of it was just cosmetic choice. One stage was a mountain, while another was a city. What they all had in common was that they had a drop outside of them where fighters could get knocked off. "Are you ready...?" Andre asked in a restrained tone, before he exploded with... "... [i][b]Go![/b][/i]" [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/pgOGtMj.png[/img] [sub][@wxps350][/sub][/center][hr][hr] The whole brawl that took place was unexpected. Justin barely had to move as the woman who could wield stone, and the dapper man, went head to head. Well, it wasn't as much of a fight as the man was dodging whatever the woman was throwing at him. Justin compared her to a bull - a terrifying display of strength, but far too easily lead along for her own good. Even he could say that as an observer. He hoped that she would fight better than that in the tournament, or she wouldn't last long. Justin sighed. None of his concern, unfortunately. He had to focus all of his efforts on winning this tournament. When the tournament officially began, and the Nomads were herded to the stages, Justin just went along with it. He and Seven-Seven were separated, but he knew that she could handle herself. Besides, nobody in their right mind would bother attacking the tournament with this many people (even the jobbers could pose a challenge to the right person). Stepping onto the stage, Justin came face to face with the... [i]thing[/i] Seven-Seven was talking to. In all honesty, this man looked like something that MAVERICK would hunt down - but, know that he knows they were corrupt, it's hard to peg just [i]who[/i] was guilty anymore. He shook his head as he crossed his robotic arms. His name was Jeremy, if he remembered correctly. A funny name for such an intimidating machine. For now, kept his eyes on it's tail. [i]That[/i] was the one thing he was worried about. If he played it smart, he could parry the strikes from the tail, and then capitalize on it. Not a word left Justin's mouth... he wasn't the mouthy one to begin with. Probably more focused on this fight than the other combatants. When Andre gave them the go-ahead, Justin dropped into stance. One of his Muay-Thai stances, and kept his eyes on the machine. [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/q0ys2M5.png[/img] [sub][@Holy Soldier][/sub][/center][hr][hr] Shiiit! The fighting started before the tournament. Couldn't anybody - y'know - [i]wait[/i] to beat each other's brains in? Either way, Brooke dropped into stance. Not because she was going to jump into that. Instead, because they were slinging around some heavy artillery (Rocks, magma, and rockets, oh my), and she didn't want to get hit with a stray shot. They obviously didn't give a damn about the other combatants, so she was going to be ready to tank it. Thankfully [i]another[/i] ice person stopped it before the situation could get any worse. And she was hot [i](Pun!).[/i] Well, now since that was cleared up, the tournament conveniently began! And Brooke couldn't wait to get out there on the floor. Destroying other scrubs that stand in her way! Brooke saw Margot, and gave her a thumbs up out of courtesy (Because God it would be impossible to speak over all this chatter). Shortly, she made it to her stage, and got to meet her opponent face to face! Her name was Velvet, and something... European? It was lost on Brooke, but the moment she caught eyes on her, she knew this would be an interesting fight! The babe had her ass, and titties out, blowing in the wind. Like, Brooke dresses lightly, but does this girl have [i]any[/i] shame? Like, even a little? Brooke couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Even though she wanted to burst out in laughter, she had to be serious here. But, that isn't to say she wasn't going to be friendly. When she stepped on the stage, she walked over to the woman she stood a few inches over, and extended her hand. "Hey! I'm Brooke! Pleased to meet ya'!" Brooke said. "Know we don't have a whole lotta time, but may the best woman win!" With that, Brooke turned around and went to her end of the stage, and prayed to God that Velvet wouldn't destroy her. "Go!" Andre shouted. [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/usTGUT9.png[/img] [sub][@Savo][/sub][/center][hr][hr] After the fight, Brenda just awkwardly shifted off towards the stages. While that man pissed her off, she definitely needed to control her own temper. Besides, if she won this tournament, she doesn't have to worry about that loser. She stepped onto the "stage," with her hand on her hip, she noticed that it was a giant platform held up by several large chains. And underneath the platform was a whole lot of water. Her opponent was some fuck just named "The Doctor." When she stepped on the stage, she crossed her arms as she looked at him. Well, he was definitely a doctor. A wimp, definitely, but Brenda wondered what tricks he had up his sleeve. After all, he definitely looked crafty as a back alley doctor. "Hey!" Brenda said. "I didn't know Doctors were fighting in tournaments now." She wiped the side of her mouth. "Heh, but everyone's got a gimmick these days, right?" "Go!" Andre shouted. And in that instant, Brenda's fist was coated in hard stone as she didn't waste time dashing over towards him.