"What!? How did you hear about that!?" Master Roshi shouted, as he jumped back a bit. These kids just kept on surprising him, both with their power, as well as their knowledge. If they weren't careful, they'd end up giving him a heart attack!

"Ally told us a while back!" Kiro laughed, thinking he'd be praised for his knowledge on such matters, forgetting they were suppose to be keeping this stuff a secret.

"Ally, huh?" Master Roshi angrily grumbled, giving the woman a glare that almost appeared deadly. The old man sighed, as he rubbed the back of his head. "I guess you kids were going to find out eventually." Master Roshi started his story by looking off in the distance, as if there were something out there that would explain everything if the group just turned around. "You see, Shen and I used to train together, we were both the star pupils of the great Master Mutaito. However, we both hated each other! We fought to no end! The only thing that truly brought us together was our master. After Master Mutaito passed away, Shen and I went our separate ways, starting up our own separate schools to train the next generation. After I found out the old crane hermit was bringing his students to the tournament, I decided I would enter you three as well. It's good training for you! The Crane Students could very well be apart of the second-best training regimen, they'll make excellent opponents." Roshi assured them that this was all in the good of their training, which was true, but it was clear to just about anyone that the main reason of the Turtle School entering was to feed the fire between the two schools. Perhaps to prove once and for all that Master Roshi is the superior teacher.

"Don't worry, Master Roshi. We've been training hard, and I know we'll make you proud." Kiro assured him.

"BEEN training hard? What are you dummies talking about? Your training's not over yet." Master Roshi pulled out a single plane ticket from his jacket pocket. "I only had enough for one ticket." He awkwardly laughed, as he pulled out a capsule from his other pocket, launching it just a ways away, as it transformed into a stylish black car. Master Roshi got in the driver's seat, and buckled himself in. He rolled down the window, as gave them their final instructions. "I'm going to be taking it easy, since I'm not even competing in the tournament." He emphasized on this, hoping to fool them further. "You all, however, need to continue to train hard for the big event. I want you to swim to the World Martial Arts Tournament. And after that, then you can rest." Master Roshi looked out his window to get a good look at the sun. "Better hurry, kids, that's about 7,000 miles you have to go through." Without another word, the turtle hermit drove off, rolling up his window, as he headed for the airport.

"7-7,000 miles!? Is he insane!? Aren't you supposed to take it easy right before a big fight?" Kiro complained, trying to find some way out of it all. "What about our new gis!? They'll get wet!" He yelled out for Master Roshi, but the turtle hermit was already gone.

Akita's jaw dropped when he said the estimate, "7,000... miles... That's too much!" They all did get stronger in the last few months, and Akita was sure they could get their school far in the tournament, but 7,000 miles was excessive. She believed in Master Roshi's training, especially since he was trained by one of the best himself, but she wasn't sure if the swim would do them too much good. Then she heard Kiro's comment about the new Gis and shrugged, "I guess we'll just have to deal with it." She ran to the nearest body of water when she heard Ally call out, "Wait!"

Ally had put her new Gi in a cloth bag. She already owned an older Gi, but she would wear the new one to the tournament to look more unified with Kiro and Akita. "Hold on!" she said and tossed a bag to both Akita and Kiro, "Put your Gis into the bag and keep it on your head. Whatever you do, don't wet your Gi!" Once her bag was secured, she dove into the water and led the two.

(Okay, now...TO THE TOURNAMENT! NacNak, you can write something here if you want)

Night was now fast approaching, as Master Roshi stood at the front entrance of the World Martial Arts Tournament. Master Roshi angrily tapped his foot, as he checked his watch one last time, still wearing his stylish suit.

"Fifteen more minutes until registration comes to a close!" A man dressed quite nicely announced to the crowd, as he sat in a booth just beyond the entrance.

"Maybe they did die." The thought crossed Roshi's mind, as he sighed. "Nah, they're definitely in good hands with Ally." Master Roshi nodded in agreement with himself, pushing the thought away.

Master Shen and two of his star pupils exited the sign-in station, as the began to walk down the street, until Shen suddenly turned his head. "Roshi." He laughed, as he turned direction and approached the turtle hermit. "Don't tell me you're signing up for the tournament!" He laughed at the thought, Shen knew at this point not even Roshi could defeat his pupils. He was just a weak, perverted, idiotic old man.

"I'll have you know, I have three amazing students just itching for the chance to fight in the World Martial Arts Tournament!" Roshi angrily shouted, holding back from calling his rival anything derogatory in front of his students.

"Where are these students of yours? Were they too scared to even show up to registration?" Shen laughed, followed by some smirks and snickers from his two star pupils. "I'd really like to see these sad souls. To think anyone would have wasted more than a day on the idiotic chores you refer to as training."

"Don't talk down on my training! I'll have you know the turtle hermit way is the only way, you crane-head!" Master Roshi screamed, spit flying everywhere, as his anger continued to rise.

After a bit of bickering, Shen and his students left. "I hope to see your pupils in the tournament, Roshi. We'll finally be able to see who is the better master. The Turtle, or perhaps the Crane!" Was Master Shen's last remark, as he and his group disappeared in the distance.

(Sorry, sort of rushed this post.)

Just as Master Shen left, the group of three ran past Master Roshi, all dripping wet with the sea's water. "Come on! We can't be late!" Ally said, pushing the younger two in front of her. They still had their Gis balanced on their heads, so they must've looked very silly. The man behind the registration desk looked them up and down, then began the registration progress for all three pupils.

"I'm glad that's over with," Akita said, wringing out her hair. She looked around at the other competitors and murmured, "Sure are a lot of people here... Strong people too."

"Tell me about it," Ally agreed.

"They don't look that tough. The only competition I might have trouble with is you guys! And MAYBE those Crane School guys." Kiro laughed, quite confident in his abilities. "My pinky's all I'll need to take care of the rest." Kiro assured them, holding out his right pinky finger for them both to see. "Now, where's Master Roshi? You'd think he'd be here by now, he did take a plane." Kiro questioned, looking around for the old geezer, as he simultaneously rung out his shirt.

Many of the other fighters kept looking off in the trio's direction, they were by far the smallest fighters there, one looked like he was only a child! "I hope I don't get paired up with those guys. I might accidentally squash 'em." A rather large, muscular man laughed, as his friend nodded in agreement.

"I'm right here." Master Roshi called them over from the entrance. "I've been waiting for at least three hours! I thought you'd be here by the time my plane landed." The turtle hermit disappointingly shook his head, it was only 7,000 miles, he thought for sure they'd finish it without breaking a sweat. "You almost missed your chance to sign up! I would've bought my plane ticket for nothing!" Roshi yelled at the trio.

Shin Was running as hard as possible to the registration booth. Shin leaned over trying to catch the breath at the registration table getting a weird look at the guy. "Am I late?" Shin asked questioning the guy.

"Umm well...." He looked at his watch "there is about five minutes left," He said.

"Aw thank you so much I stopped at a buffet to stop for a little snack and I ended up cleaning the place out," Shin laughed while putting his hands behind his head.

"So are you here to get watch the tournament or something kid," He said.

"Huh do i look like I'm here watch, no I'm here to join in tournament," Shin said with a big smile on his face.

"Oh your a fighter sorry about the mix up and your name?" He asked having a writing utensil in his hand ready to write it down.

"My name is Shin," Shin replied.

"Okay just be here tomorrow on time" He said. This kid is going to die He thought to himself.

"Thanks," Shin said as he started to run off.

It was a beautiful day outside, birds were singing, flowers were blooming. And Majin Eve was running as fast as she could to get to the Martial Arts Tournament.



She had accidentally slept in, and now she was paying for it, she'd fly there to spare her legs from the burning sensation they were going to feel when she finally got there, but the simple reason behind that is the fact that she runs way faster than she can fly. So now she was speeding down the streets of South City, running between and over cars as she tried to beeline it towards her destination. In her haste, she didn't think of what running through traffic would do to the people who were in said traffic, and as she passed by chaos ensued. Cars got jammed in nearly every intersection she ran through, but she paid them no mind, she had something she thought more important to focus on.

'gotta go fast, I don't know how long it's open to people entering, but I'm not going to miss it!'

Eve thought to herself as she cleared another street, soon she could see the end of the city that led to the ocean, and beyond that the island where the martial arts tournament was taking place. Within seconds she reached the shore and came to a stop as she looked at the water.

"...."

Eve frowned as she looked across the water to the island, she didn't know how to swim, not that she really needed to because she couldn't drown, but she couldn't run underwater, not very fast at the least, and flying over the vast expanse of liquid would take her a while. Either way seemed like it would take too long and she didn't like that, it could risk her chance of getting to the tournament in time. Eve let out a frustrated sigh as she paced back and fourth down the beach with her arms lightly crossed in thought, then a smile came to her lips as she looked at the island before walked backwards from the water.

"if I can't fly over it, and cant swim through it"



"than I'll just run across it!"

Majin Eve exclaimed with determination as she took off running towards the water, as first she was going relatively slow, but that was the sands fault, the second she hit the water she began to run across it as if it was no different that land. She eventually managed to get to the island and made it to the tournament, though she had to wait a little to catch her breath before entering herself into the event. She then found a nice looking palm tree and climbed up into it, somehow completely avoiding being spotted as she made it to the top and laid down to rest in it.

"We're sorry, Master," Ally said, bowing down respectfully and in apology. She noticed Akita copy her. Her own muscles weren't too sore from the journey, but she wondered about Kiro and Akita. She had been training for years and yet the two seemed to be right behind her in strength. She was proud, but had to admit she was inspired, possibly even jealous, by the two.

Akita followed Ally's lead and bowed to Roshi. She felt that they really let Roshi down, but she knew she could make it up during the tournament. When she came up from the bow she noticed a boy race across the area from registration.

Master Roshi sighed. How could he be mad at them when they were so darn respectful? "Well, you made it in time. That's all that matters. We should get to the hotel, we're going to-...I mean, you're going to need your rest for the big day tomorrow. Hundreds of fighters are here to register, but only few will actually make it past the preliminaries. Keep that in mind." Master Roshi informed them, as he proceeded to yell for a taxi. Immediately a cab stopped for them, as Roshi naturally took the front passenger seat. "Hurry up and get in!" He yelled, as the three of them piled up in the back.
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(I'm just going to skip to tomorrow. Not much point in dragging things out. Gotta keep things fast paced. XD)

"If you are a competitor in the World Martial Arts Tournament, please proceed to Building C-2." A short Indian gentleman explained through a speakerphone, as he stood on top of a box to make himself known throughout such a large crowd. Hundreds of thousands of people had made their way to the small island from all over the world just to watch these amazing fighters compete. "Please note that the preliminary rounds will be closed off to the public eye, I am sorry for the inconvenience." He further explained.

Master Roshi, still wearing his suit, led his three pupils throughout the crowd, as the message was heard. "Oh, darn!" He exclaimed, as he overheard that it was going to be closed battles for the preliminaries. "I was really hoping to watch you kids fight!" He snapped his fingers, trying his best to act as if he were thoroughly disappointed. If anything, this actually helped him. Now they wouldn't be searching for him in the crowd. "You know what? Why don't you guys go ahead to where you need to be, and I'll uh..." Roshi quickly tried to think of a reasonable excuse to disappear. "I need to use the bathroom! Yeah! That's what I need to do!" He exclaimed, quickly running off in the distance.

"Wait! Master Roshi! The bathroom's the other way!" Kiro exclaimed, but it was too late, he was already long gone. "What building did the guy say again?" Kiro scratched the back of his head, as he tried to remember. "D-5?" Kiro mumbled, as he looked around for a building labeled as such.

Ally raised her eyebrow at Roshi's strange behavior, but dismissed it. "Not D-5, C-2. Gosh, if you can't remember a building number, how could you possibly expect to win?" she teased Kiro.

Akita followed Kiro and Ally to the building. She was slightly intimidated by all of the people showing up for the preliminaries. It was good that people weren't going to be watching because she didn't want the distraction from her first real fight.

Throughout the night Eve had been walking around the island, and found a nice tree to rest in, it's branches were just big enough to support her weight. Come morning she woke just in time to see people heading towards the tournament, she smiled as she took to the air, she was in no rush, she knew she'd make it in time. And she did, she had touched down and got a few stares from people as she landed near the entrance as she overhead what an announcer had said.



"I'm so excited!"

She whispered-yelled to herself as she followed the fighters into the building they were instructed to go into. When she found a place to wait, which was a wall that she was leaning on, she looked around at the fighters gathered. Some were big, some were short, others were young and old. All different people from around the world, and she didn't realise that even though there were some strange folks, she was the one that stood out, having bright pink skin with tentacles for hair didn't exactly let her blend in. Even if she didn't realise this, it wouldn't have mattered, because she was too excited to care about that.

'I cant wait to begin! now I'll be able to see how powerful I really am!'

Majin Eve thought to herself as she closed her eyes and quietly giggled in anticipation, opening her eyes shortly after as a smile settled on her.

"Are you okay?" Shin asked Eve seeing the smile on her face. Shin gave a smile to her as his tail wiggles. "My name is Shin are you like made out of bubble or something?" Shin asked fascinated by her pinkness he never seen a person like her before. "You must be excited us much as I am for the tournament," Shin said with a smile.

Akita followed Kiro and Ally to the building. She was slightly intimidated by all of the people showing up for the preliminaries. It was good that people weren't going to be watching because she didn't want the distraction from her first real fight.

"Don't worry, Akita. We'll fly through these preliminaries!" Kiro assured her in response to her reaction, giving her a small pat on the back to try and cheer here up a bit. He walked alongside the other two, as they found an empty space to stand and wait. There were had to be over a hundred people in the large room! Everyone looked like such amazing fighters, which did intimidate Kiro, but he'd never admit to it.

One of the many preliminary referees stood atop of one of the four fighting rings located in the center of the room, as he patted the head of his microphone, making sure that it was actually on before speaking into it. "Ehem." He grumbled, as he signaled his sound man to turn the volume just slightly up. "Welcome to the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament, I'd like to begin by thanking each and everyone of you for coming out here. Because, let's face it, without you fighters, we wouldn't have a show, now would we?" The referee awkwardly laughed at his failed attempt as a joke, as he blankly stared off into the harsh crowd. Not a single laugh. "Uh," He coughed to fill in the void of silence. "You all will be divided into eight brackets, competing in mini-tournaments to decide who will move on to the actual tournament. You will have a one-minute time limit on every match, you lose if you either fall out of bounds, or get knocked out (being on the ground for more than ten seconds). If neither of these events occur, it will be up to the judge to decide who wins, and moves on to the next round. There are 160 fighters this time around, and so every single one of you will receive a number from our helpful referees, these numbers will decide who goes in what bracket. Numbers 1-20 will be in the first half of bracket A. Numbers 21-40 will be in the latter half of bracket A. And so on and so fourth. I appreciate your time, and I wish all of you the best of luck." With that, the referee exited the stage. Only moments after, eight referees went around carrying a silver container containing 20 slips of paper, giving everyone a chance to reach in and get a number for themselves, to determine which bracket they're in.

Kiro took his time reaching in to get his number, making sure he got the luckiest one. "This is the one!" He exclaimed, pulling out the slip. Once he opened it, he read it aloud: "Number 12!" He excitedly informed his fellow students.

Eno reached into the box, as he pulled out a slip. He opened it up to read, number 78. It didn't matter what bracket they put him in, though. There wasn't a single fighter there that even resembled someone that could cause him any trouble. He eyed the turtle hermit's students from across the room, recognizing their insignia. The faintest smile formed on his face, he was glad that they were able to make it in time. Now he'd have the chance to embarrass the pathetic school in front of everyone.

"Thanks, Kiro," Akita said, appreciating the younger boy's words of inspiration.

"Did you guys hear that?" Ally asked, putting her hand to her ear, "Kiro, you can't compete, they said no ugly people allowed to fight." She chuckled at her own joke and pulled a number out of the basket. "139... not bad, not bad, doesn't seem like that great of a number, but it'll do." To be completely honest, she didn't know what could count as a "good" number versus a "bad," but it was fun to say nonetheless. "What about you, Akita?"

Akita shoved through the crowds of fighters to get her number. "83. Anyone here could be my opponent..." Then she thought about the other two's numbers, "Well, anyone besides you too." She was happy that she wouldn't have to go against her companions and hoped she would get to see them compete after preliminaries.

Samu ripped one of the numbers from the basket, spilling a couple on the floor. "Oops." He was glad that Master Shen didn't see him mess up like that. "Eno!" he said excitedly, tail wagging uncontrollably, "I got 35! Hey, that means we won't be fighting each other! Hopefully we can knock those lousy Turtles out of the water before the first round!" Then he thought about it and laughed a hearty laugh, "I bet they won't even pass the preliminaries!"

"Yes, what luck." Eno said quite sarcastically, as he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. He couldn't care less if Samu and he fought, there only could be one winner, after all. "It's doubtful, but I do hope at least one of the lousy fighters makes it to the real tournament. I'll need more than a minute to show them the full extent of the power of the Crane School." He expressed his feelings, never taking his eyes off the trio, as he watched them laugh and giggle with one another. Just watching them have so much fun made him want to punch them that much more.

Before Kiro could laugh at Akita's utterly horrible number (by whatever rating scale he's going by), a burly, muscular man wearing only gym shorts and boxing gloves (and shoes), suddenly turned around to face the group, as he held out his number with a wicked grin on his face. "I'm number 84, green girl." He laughed in her face, as his friends all joined in with him.

"Man, the only fight that would have been easier is if you got the 5 year-old kid over there!" A man next to fighter-number-84 laughed, as he pointed over to Kiro.

"I'm 13 years-old!" Kiro angrily shouted at them, as he got in his own sort of fighting style, almost ready to lunge right at the jerks.

"What kind of fighting style is that!? You're completely unguarded!" A third man pointed out, tears actually rolling down his cheek at the hilariousness of it all.

"Good luck with that!" Samu laughed. He thought Eno was silly for even considering one of the Turtle School students would make it through thirty seconds of the preliminary rounds. "Master Shen is the best! Master Roshi's students just stand around! See? We have this in the bag!"

"Hey, you need to turn around and go back to that little group of kids you've got and grow up," Ally said to 84, referring to the 2 other men. "Don't you have something better to do than pick on students?"

Akita pushed in front of Ally and was now facing 84 head on. "So you're a boxer, huh? That's really funny, you have legs, but all you do is move with them," she said and did a split kick, stopping right before her foot hit the sweet spot under his chin. "You don't use them for kicks," she said and lowered her leg, "Even then, I'm a lot smaller than you, so good luck catching me." She stuck out her tongue at the man and turned around, determined to ignore him until their fight.

"Will fighters 83 and 84 please step into the ring." A referee called for them from ring C, holding a clipboard in his hand, as he looked around for the two fighters.

"I'll try to make it quick and painless." 84 snickered, as he jumped onto the ring. He hit his boxing gloves together a couple of times, as he eyeballed the small woman get onto the platform to face him.

"Fighters ready?" The referee confirmed, as he stood between the two. "Begin!" He exclaimed, a bell rang simultaneously, as he quickly moved out of the way. It was his first year refereeing at one of these events, and he was scared out of his mind that someone was going to end up accidentally throwing a punch his way!

(You can just roleplay up to the fight, and also RP the whole battle with him and Akita, since he's just a throwaway character. Same thing with any sort of reaction from his friends. XD)

"Kick his butt, Akita!" Kiro requested of her, cheering her on from the sidelines. These jerks deserved a beat-down, and Kiro was glad Akita was going to give it to them while testing out her new-found skill set. When Kiro thought about it, this was actually Akita's first real fight. She had sparred with Ally and him before, but now she'd get to see exactly what fighters were like outside their island.

"Stop talking and look." Eno ordered Samu, as he gestured his head over to Akita's battle. This was perfect, now he'd get to see just how strong his supposed rivals were. If it were him fighting, it'd probably take only half a second to beat an oaf like fighter-number-84. He'd use all sixty seconds to really show him what a defeat looked like, though, especially if the guy was talking to him like he was the trio.

"Hmm." The mysterious Jackie Chun stood on the other side of the room, just out of sight from his disciples (or should I say, his alter ego's disciples. XDD). "Number 126, huh?" He read his slip aloud. "I guess that puts me in..." He looked at the several brackets on the wall, trying to decipher which one he was in.

"Uh, that puts you in the first half of block D, Mr." A young, 20-something fighter standing behind him informed him.

"What!? Mister!? I'm young enough to be your brother!" Jackie Chun argued, with his glued on hair, he thought for sure he'd look several years younger.

"Right, sorry about that." The man awkwardly replied, slowly backing away from the delusional old man.

'That's another poor fool that's fallen for your disguise, Roshi. You're a genuis.' Jackie Chun thought maniacally to himself, as he began to laugh (on the outside). 'To think, all it took was a wig.' He added, also making note that perhaps it was his shades that made him appear older in the past.

Gin was excited for the tournament and had made it just on time to sign up. He had been preparing himself for days and doing some intense work exorcises at his city's gym, Gin was going to try and win this competition. More than that he was also excited to get to try out his techniques against other opponents. He headed off to Building C-2 where he was instructed and his excitement grew. He had prepared some special tunes for this occasion and he was confident that he stood out from the rest of the competitors with his costume. Pulled out the number 107 and he felt lucky.

"I got the lucky number! I feel like this is going to be a peace of cake" he said out loud and then began to do some push ups and pull ups to get his adrenaline going. He then heard the argument between fighters and rolled his eyes at the comments on each other styles. He walked up to them before the announcer called the first fight and said.

"Listen children, every fighting style has the potential to be great, as a boxer myself, I have taken down plenty of kung fu and karate nuts, and i have done the same to boxers. Let's all keep it cool and respect our fighting skills" he said to the teenagers and two men. It looked like these competitors needed a lesson in respect and manners. Well Gin was certainly up the challenge and he had the tunes to listen to while he kicked their asses.

Eve's eyes widened slightly at Shin's sudden appearance, she had been lost in thought and didn't notice him approach her. His first question towards her made her confused.

'what does he mean "are you okay?"... do I look like I'm troubled?...'

She thought to herself with a faint frown as she remained silent, only to listen to him introduce himself as well as ask her another question, which made her a little self conscious about her pink skin color, having been called bubble gum before by less than desirable people, it's not that she didn't like being the way she was, it's just she didn't like when she was 'picked' on for being the way she was. Majin Eve frowned slightly in discomfort as she took a few steps away from Shin, looking away from him as she lightly held her left arm with her right hand. She was going to say something to him but was distracted by one of the many preliminary referees standing on top of one of the four fighting rings before making an announcement. As referees began walking around with silver containers containing slips of paper, Eve, having been distracted from Shin, had began to navigate through the fighters to try and get to a referee to get one of the papers.

Though it took a little longer than she though she managed to get a slip of paper and took a look at it, a smile on her as she held onto the paper tightly, as if fearing the possibility of losing it.

"Number 47"

Eve said to herself as she smiled with excitement, revealing her white teeth, with really sharp looking fang like canines. After a few seconds of being excited, she calmed down as she watched the fighters converse, then watched the referees just for something to do while she waited for things to get started.

Akita cast a glare at Gin. She felt he had no right to comment in on the battle, much less call them children since he seemed no older than her. When she heard it was time to fight, she let out a long breath and took her place in the ring. She went to bump fists with the man, but he didn't and when the bell rung she was ready. He threw a punch and Akita easily dodged it. He's much slower than Kiro and Ally... she thought. He threw another jab and she grabbed his arm and pulled him forward, using his momentum to knock him off balance. His whole side was open, so she chambered her leg and slammed her shin against his ribs. A slight cracking could be heard upon impact and he fell to the floor. Akita was shocked by her own power, and so was the crowd of fighters.

"Oh my gosh..."

"No way..."

"-has to be rigged..."

She took a deep breath but stayed in her stance. He got up at the count of five, but it was obvious that he was very hurt. The man held his gloved fists in front of him. Akita through a slow jab at his face. She didn't want to go too cast because it wouldn't be fair. He narrowly dodged it and threw a hook. Akita ducked under it and came up explosively, sending a hook smashing into the same ribs. He staggered back and she kicked out her right leg, sending her heel straight into his stomach. Dang! Should've used the ball of my foot instead! she shouted in her mind, but it didn't matter. The ten count was administered and he was out.

Ally patted Akita's back as she went up to the ring. Before Akita's fight started, she looked at Gin. He called her a child and it was obvious she was much older than him. She felt that the boxers were immature, not the Turtle Students. "It's her first fight and that guy was being a real jerk to her," Ally explained, "I think she handled it well, and she'll definitely teach that oaf in the ring. Next time you see people arguing, maybe try learning about the situation before jumping in." Then Akita's fight began. She watched Akita dodge every punch and even cringed when the man was hit by her kick. When Akita knocked the man out, she cheered as loud as she could, even if not many people were cheering too much. "I'm Ally, by the way," she said to Gin, "I hope to see you compete soon. Good luck."