Trumpets blared into the air, announcing the beginning of the World Martial Arts tournament. At the center of the arena, a file of colorful kimono-wearing performers marched onto the tournament floor, waving giant feathered fans of various colors. They marched into a circle and faced the crowds as they continued to dance. Many of the performers were famous models. Being escorted onto the stage was a young girl whose theme was blue. She had blue long flowing pony tails, a blue skirt that stopped short about her thighs, and doll baby shoes. The fan boys and girls—to include pervs—were going wild, screaming her name before she reached the center of the stage.
AYUMI~!I LOVE YOU AYUMI!The girl smiled brightly at her fans, giving them an exuberant wave. As soon as she reached the center of the stage, her escort presented her with a microphone.
“Everyone! HELLO~!” she happily greeted.
The crowd practically exploded in response. Painted poster boards with hearts all over waved about in the stands.
“Are you ready to fight?” she asked with a musical giggle.
The crowd roared again in excitement and Ayumi started to sing:
While the crowd was being entertained by famous Central Capital singer
Ayumi, Paw-Paw Kenji was gnawing and drooling over his announcer microphone until one of the staff members walked over and quietly whispered, “Uh…Master Kenji. It’s your turn to open the tournament.”
Paw-Paw blinked his big, brown bulging eyes and released the microphone as he sat back in his boosted chair. A strand of drool extended from the mic to his mouth as he blinked one eye and then the other. The staffer stared blankly until suddenly, Paw-Paw abruptly exclaimed: “WELCOME!”
The staffer jumped in startle and flailed his arms as he fell off the stage.
“Welcome to the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament! Ruff! Ruff-ruff-r-r-ruff! Arf!” Paw-Paw shouted. “Opening today’s tournament ceremony is Shizuma Ayumi herself! While she enraptures everyone, we will go ahead and toss onto the jumbotron our first preliminary match ups! THAT’S RIGHT! If you didn’t sign up, registration is now closed! Ruff-ruff-ARF!”
“There’s a long day ahead of us folks, but as long as the beer is flowing and the concessions hot, we’ll make it. Ruff! I can’t wait to see who will come out on top and try to take my title!”