[center][h2]Tony Nicholson[/h2]
[h3]Circus Maximus[/h3]
[@Sickle-cell][@Migyudon][@Old Amsterdam][@Lasrever][/center]

The man he was talking to, seeming quite confident, proceeded to speak with Tony.

"I believe Pipeline specifically requested that certain individuals, myself included, make an appearance if at all possible, And I'm sure you'll get me in somehow someway. I got faith in ya, friend. But, uh, I got a nice bet on me. A grand saying I beat my first batch. And another five hundred saying I win every match I get. Do I, uh, need to give you the cash down? Some places do that. Wouldn't be a problem. Fuck, this is awesome,"

[color=00a651]"Whatever you say, friend. You don't need to put the cash down - just take this ticket."[/color]

Quickly, Tony scribbled down the bet on the card, before handing it to the guy. It was pretty easy - contestants usually don't bet on themselves. Hopefully, this guy wasn't that good... Tony thought that not many people would bet on a kid they never heard of before, and that would be bad for business to pay out his bet...

The crowds shrieked with glee as more impressive individuals began to flood into the area, including the contestants that would be fighting today. Tony distinctly remembered that those who betted on certain individuals were cheering significantly harder - hm. This changed when [i]he[/i] arrived - the guy that had declared war on every faction in the city. He had balls for showing up here - even though everybody hated his guts, he still was a popular guy to bet on... Maxwell was the next, and he was pretty boring. After all, he wasn't participating - Tony was just glad that the guy was keeping things professional, rather than going into the loonynes of this place. 

The next person shocked Tony - a professional hero. A popular one at that! Cold Front always annoyed Tony with that stereotypical "Hero" look of his, but he he didn't really care as much as most of the haters. Tony just didn't like the guy - and some of the more villainous gang members seemed to agree, folding their arms over themselves while others clapped. Phoenix was next, and she was met with a similar response. Finally, the last man revealed himself - Praetor. Tony didn't even want to know what dirt Pipeline had to get someone who led the PRT in the entire city to come here, but he was met with similar response as Sickle-Cell. The only difference was, rather than being silent out of anger, the crowd was silent out of shock.

Pipeline recovered first, having expected the man to make an appearance no doubt, and offered him the previously untaken white seat. He then introduced the crowd, before turning the attention to Tony

“Finally, everyone is here. Well. We’d best get the festivities kicked off, eh? Lot of bad blood to clear after this morning’s escapades. My good man, if you’d kindly do the honors, I think it’s high time we watched some bloodshed! ...with moderation, of course.”

Tony did his best to hide that he was nearly shitting his pants, and walked into the middle of the poorly built arena, adopting a much louder voice to allow everyone to hear.

[color=00a651]"Greetings everyone - Now that we've introduced our esteemed guests, It's time to start the fights!"[/color]

A round of applause followed this, but not as much Tony was hoping for.

[color=00a651]"As most of you know, our first match up looks pretty good - Returning from last year is Sickle-Cell! Some of you may remember him as the guy that took down our own Juggernaut - pretty impressive track record!"

"Facing him will be a first-timer - A girl going by 'Automaton!' Since this is her first time, we don't know what could happen - maybe she'll even pull through in the end and win!"[/color]

Tony coughed slightly.

[color=00a651]"Anyways, we'll be starting the first match soon - could the first two fighters come to the center of the stage?"[/color]

Tony made his way off of the soon-to-be deathtrap, and back to his small booth, a bastion of safety by comparison. He really hoped that girl took his advice and dropped out of the match - Sickle excelled in this stuff.