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A massive fortress is floating in the middle of the sky, high so that you cannot see the land below. The fortress is made up of hundreds of skyscrapers, each high and highed or lower than others. In the middle of the massive structure there is a massive dome-shaped arena, but the dome part made of a strange and hard glass. Inside of the arena. there are bleachers that circle the dome, except for a space where fighters can come through. The bleachers are full of thousands, maybe even millions of people. There is cheering everywhere. On the inner-top part of the dome, there is a large T.V. screen, and floating around in the air is the "announcer's table", where 1 skinny man in a hawai shirt, jeans, and purple, red-rimmed sunglasses was. There was also a short and fat man, wearing sky-blue shorts and a dirt-brown jacket, with a fire-red shirt was also. All of a sudden, the T.V. screen went on and a person appeared. He had red, triangular sunglasses that have deep blue rims. He is tall, and wears a suit with a shirt and tie, but it is completley sillouetthed, so no features are visible. The fans cheered more at the sight of him. He spoke in a loud yet somewhat warbled voice.

"Hello fans! Welcome to the Pandemonium Fortress, home of the Pandemonium Tournament and yours truly, Mr.Pandemonium. Today, we will finally start our Pandemonium Tournament!"

He put his arms up when he said the last sentence, and the fans yelled and shouted and cheered very loudly. Then Mr.Pandemonium gestured towards the Fighter's Entrance.

"And now, let me introduce the first contestant, Wraith-sama!"

Immediatley the artifical lights in the dome turned off and there was cold chill in the air. Then the lights went to a blood-red, and Wraith glided in, hovering a few inches above the ground. He stopped when he was at the center of the arena, and always looked towards the Fighter's Entrance. The lights went back to their regular state. Then Mr.Pandemonium introduced the other challengers, addressing each with -sama after their name and each with their own entrance, complete with optional music, lights, and other. Wraith just kept staring at the entrance and whoever came out, then back to the entrance.

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I am the Darkness in Nightmares, and the Light of Dreams. I am....The Finality.

/\ One of my characters will say that sooner or later.

JOIN MY RAT RACE!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-kmLkfFrtU

*nods head with huge smile*

Nightmares and Anarchy, isn't that what we really are?

"And here's the next contestant, Drake-sama!"

The blue-armored man came out, holding his spear. He didn't really care too much about the results as long as he lived through them. Drake listened to the dramatic music play, but was more focused on seeing who his competition was.

"I really hope this isn't a fight-to-the-death thing...I'd really rather not sacrifice my life to some dumb organization," he thought as he looked around.

"And our third contestant, I'm sure a familiar face to all of you, Eve-sama!"

Why the hell did he say that? Every time, every damn time she walked out there, just Eve, that was it. Did he have to say that at the end of everyone's name? She would point out how stupid it was to him, sometime before she killed him, the day would come.
She walked out, not looking out at the crowd, just staring at the ground, walking slowly. No special lighting, no music, Eve hadn't requested any. She simply extended her greeting towards Mr. Pandemonium with an extended middle finger. The crowd applauded, not a lot, but some. They knew her, she'd been there for a while, but she never tried to put on a show, so she wasn't a favorite. After the crowd had stopped cheering, everyone had seen her gesture towards Mr. Pandemonium, she walked over, sitting down on the ground and leaning against the wall. She was never enthusiastic about introductions. She usually just wanted them to be over with, had the urge to kill something.

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Drake saw how Eve gave Mr. Pandemonium the middle finger and laughed. Looking around, he found where she was leaning against the wall and went over to her.

"That was hilarious," the man in the blue armor said as he leaned foward, balancing himself with his spear, "I'm surprised they let you get away with that."

She looked up, someone was talking to her? She hadn't seen him before, someone new maybe. fancy looking armor... spear... hopefully he knew what he was doing. Wasn't just some rich guy who thought he would get himself some expensive equipment and go do it for fun. Well, if he was he'd be an easy enough target... yeah, maybe she'd go for him first.

"You think I'll get away with it?" she shrugged, "I dunno, never really tried before. I'm just sick of his stupid introductions.

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"Here's our fourth contestant! Bass-sama! He's just trying to get home, but he's gonna give us a hell of a show!"

Teion, called Bass here, walked into the arena, his face shadowed and his bass strapped to his back, "I swear... I'm gonna get out of here... I swear to whatever deity shines upon me that I'll get out of here and kill him... I'm no -sama, I'm not even a -san, I am just Teion... not even Bass..." he muttered to himself, then he looked up and saw the other contestants that had been introduced, he had heard their names, but didn't get to see what they looked like when they came out. Although, he did know which of them was Eve, it was hard not to guess...

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Give me suffering, pain, anguish, sorrow, and death! For I shall make it my driving force, and from beyond the grave I shall paint the sky red...

"I have no idea, this is my first time. My father just shipped me here and told me "don't die," the newbie said, "you'd know better than I would. But you're right, the sama thing just seems tacky. It's not like we're in Japan."

Drake decided to lean against the wall instead of his spear, thinking "She seems smart...maybe I'll have to avoid her once all these introductions are done. Wouldn't wanna die in the first round."

Mr.Pandemonium simply gave a siloutthed scowl at Eve, and introduced the other contestants. Wraith was simply floating a few inches above the ground as usual, and just studied the other ones, listening to their conversations. Then Wraith gazed at the other contestants, and looked around. He had been here before, many times in fact. He wondered if any of these ones would be a challenge. Then he wondered who would go against who. Then Mr.Pandemonium dropped his scowl and announced something.

"Well, are those all of the contestants? Wraith-sama, Drake-sama, Evelynn-sama, and Bass-sama? Is that all?"

Mr.Pandemonium waited to see if there were going to be any more participants, and he was already formulating a plan, tournament set-up, and gestured towards someone for the Dice.

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I am the Darkness in Nightmares, and the Light of Dreams. I am....The Finality.

/\ One of my characters will say that sooner or later.

JOIN MY RAT RACE!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-kmLkfFrtU

*nods head with huge smile*

Nightmares and Anarchy, isn't that what we really are?

"Well, are those all of the contestants? Wraith-sama, Drake-sama, Evelynn-sama, and Bass-sama? Is that all?"

The thundering voice boomed from overhead as Guy ran through the complex, convoluted halls of the Pandemonium Fortress. How was he supposed to know the bathrooms were so far away from the arena? Nevertheless, a true warrior like Guy would never be defeated by the runs, nor another in combat. With this thought in his blazing heart of passionate passion, the young man dashed through yet another grey hallway and burst into the large ring.

Guy was greeted with the sights and sounds of jeering combat fans, screaming at the top of their lungs while guzzling refreshments and lukewarm dogs. The announcer, who clearly had an anime fetish, bellowed out the warrior's introduction.

"Wow, folks! It looks like we've got an almost-late contestant! Introducing Guy Lacroix-sama, the Unforgiving Cross!" The announcing voice said, tinged with enthusiasm.

"Wait, wait, wait! Announcer! No one told me this was like a J-Fighting Game! Hold on, let me rectify this," Guy said, fumbling with his weapon. Gripping the hilt in one hand, he lurched the massive sword over his right shoulder, holding the flat of the blade against his neck.

"Let's settle this," Guy said to no one in particular, trying desperately to look cool with his arrogant pose.

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I'm just a guy who's ill at ease and only knows how to write.

Madness - simply no way to live.

Clouds formed and swirled about in the form of how a tornado would. The wind picked up and the clouds thickened, blinding most of the audience and the attendants.

"Once again, We have Natiku-sama! She uses the forces of nature about her to defeat her enemies. So you can say, she is quite the thorn of a rose in your side!"

Natiku stepped from the clouds, it faded away just leaving the semi-tall woman standing there with her eerie eyes glancing about. Most of her opponents took the mistake that she was blind but she was far from it. Female audience members considered her as a skimpy fighter since she barely wore anything except threads of silk that covered up her body and her feet. But it was a wonder how she hid the array of weapons she pulls forth in battle from. She was a sneaky one.

"Natiku tires of these flimsy introductions. Do not make Natiku destroy this very stadium for she will have no difficulty doing so." She spoke, her voice sounding as though two people were talking. A somewhat low voice and a somewhat higher pitch both speaking.

She was one to not be toyed with. She stepped lightly off to the side, looking in the direction of her opponents with an emotionless face.

"This is all Natiku is up against? Pity. Natiku wanted to have some fun. Perhaps with one of these males, Natiku can." She spoke loudly for them to hear.

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[I am active in several role-plays at the moment and have room under my belt for plenty more. I enjoy any type and can create a character for many of them. Need something to keep my imagination in check, Heh.]