We Are Heroes | Arc 2: Generation Mutation, The Rise of Mu-Tech | (Started/No Longer accepting)

[Qu@ke]

It was the final fight...the final chance for someone to die and that's what the crowd REALLY wanted. Jaimie stepped up into the ring, with Ralph coming to the center to greet him; this was going to be good, said the crowd as they cheered on and on at the fighting that was about to commence. "I hop your ready...to lose, that is." Jaimie said, hyping Ralph up so he could get him to get slightly angry to make the fight look as real as possible. "Yeah, I'm about ready to lose my lunch over that pathetic trash talk!" Ralph argued back some of the crowed going "OHHHHHHH" as if this was some kind of live show...I guess technically it was live but still.

"READY, fight!"

The announcer said and the two ran towards each other. "Your mine." Ralph said, blades already drawn and slicing at Jaimie with great ferocity and speed, Jaimie only slightly dodging or blocking each slice. "Is that all you got!" Jaimie said, throwing his non-bladed end of his Scythe weapon at Ralph's legs as he ducked under his blade, success, Ralph went down hard and then Jaimie spun his body up and slammed his scythe blade down, but the splitting sound of stone was heard as Jaimie's scythe blade went into the floor of the arena; Ralph had just barely rolled away from it, looking bewildered that Jaimie was trying to lethally injure him. "What!? You better be fighting seriously!" Jaimie yelled in anger, twirling his scythe like weapon above him. "Kids good." Synth said from the sidelines when Jaimie got really into deceiving Ralph that the fight was real, just as he did when they fought not two rounds ago.

"Alright, bets are off huh?" Ralph said, standing up and fanning the two blades out again, they ran for each other; right swing, blocked, left swing, blocked, two swings in a row with each hand, both blocked. The hits kept getting faster and stronger as Ralph swung down on Jaimie's scythe but couldn't land a hit. "Wide open!" Jaimie said, and than thrust the non-bladed part of his weapon into Ralph's left wrest, causing him to drop his blade and go out of his rotation. "HA!" Jaimie said as his scythe was now vertically up in the air and was about to come crashing down on Ralph but Ralph suddenly sent a powerful left hook straight into Jaimie's gut, causing him to drop his scythe and slam down onto his knees; he even coughed up some spit to give the illusion of losing his breath. "You assumed I wouldn't attack you without a sword in hand? Foolish..." Ralph said, Jaimie falling to his right side, unconscious.

Men came to take Jaimie away, Synth followed them as to converse with Jaimie about the show he had just put on. "Well done kid." Synth said to Jaimie, him smiling as he stood up slowly to greet Synth. "Woulda had me if I wasn't the one making the plans." Synth said to Jaimie, fireworks going off in the background. "Oh dear...I do hope this doesn't go to Ralph's head, like when he did that simulation by himself, jesus, was he cocky..." Synth said, watching the events from the infirmary.

[Ghoulish]

Once the arena was clear, the announcers voice rang through the area.

"What a tournament! We now bring you the final match! Lord Ian Irongut! VS Ralph! Who will claim the title of the champion of Loco?!"

Irongut suddenly jumped from his seat at the top of the arena and landed ont he dirt ground, the impact caused a slight shake in the arena. Irongut stood at 6"7 and was very fat, he ha dlong black hair and a rougly shaven beard. he also wore a large black coat with fur on the hood, his pants wear blue and black and had a large blue sash as a belt.

"Bring out that kid!!!" Irongut yelled with a loud roar. He had a large grin on his face which depicted signs of confidence and contempt

[Dwarven King]

Ralph casually walked back out to the arena. All around him was a cheering crowd. Obviously they were expecting a good match. On the other side of the arena was the man known as Irongut. The man working for Mu-Tech. A smirk made it's way to Ralph's face. Yeah, he was confident. So what? Ok, so maybe his last match was thrown, and his previous matches were easy. But who cares? He didn't even try his hardest, and now he was facing a fat arse. And, if his name was of any indication, probably had some metal parts on him. If that was the case, all he had to do was land one electrical punch on the metal, and he was fried. The only hard part was finding the metal. Ralph shrugged, he wasn't worried.

"Hey fat arse!" he called out to Irongut. "Get up here already! I don't have all day!"

[galesonic]

Damian look at Drake as he left. "Where are you going? You're gonna miss the other matches." he said as he sighed and continued to watch the fights. He cafefully watched the fight between Jamie and Ralph. He couldn't beleive it, but in his life, other than watching crappy samurai movies has he seen a sword fight, well, scythe and sword fight like this. It was things like that what makes Damian rethink his path as a hero. Then he remembered Nitro1. There was a special effect in it, but he didn't know. [i]"I have to find out what its use is."[/i] he thought to himself as he saw the final match being Ralph versus Ian Irongut. He couldn't believe how big he was. But, he could be exactly like Blob, incredibly strong. He took in a huge breath and held his hands around his mouth. "Knock him dead Ralph!" he yelled out through the cheering crowd.

[GreyCat]

Parallel's nagging call grew as the matches went on. Not that it was without reason. This whole setup was against Tristan's better judgment. Exhibiting their abilities in a competition sanctioned by the very group they should be avoiding? Fool hardy at best. True, it might give the others a change to fine tune their new talents, but what about Drake? Damian? Himself? The press of the crowd seemed to become claustrophobic; too close for his comfort. Not only that, he couldn't stomach another fight for the benefit of the crowd. Their was enough of this kind of thing in the roman age. He pushed himself from his seat as the Parallel called out again. "Bathroom break," he muttered vaguely as he headed off in the opposite direction of Drake.

Dealing was hard for him. Very hard. He didn't want to be here. And Parallel wasn't helping. Unlike the first time in the simulation, that other awareness wasn't on the void that Parallel was, but on any distant place he looked or vaguely thought of. It was distracting in it's own way. Like a fly buzzing around his head. Finishing his business, he washed his hands, but let the water run as he thoughts wondered. He couldn't remember much of anything, and that was an even more annoying truth than Parallel. Just what was he, were any of them, supposed to do. He jumped as he realized that the water he was hearing wasn't running from the pipe, but pouring out of one point in the air and into another to fall from the first again before touching the ground in a continuous loop. It splashed to the ground as soon as he realized it.

Was that his power at work? "Damn it all!" he yelled, punching the wall. He winced and shook his fist. He couldn't make sense of this, and the more he thought of it, the more confused he became. He knew life wasn't fair, but there had to be limits to how much and exactly what the universe through at him in one day.

[Piercer of the Heavens]

"Well then, all Ralph needs to do is beat this guy, right" Jaime said to Synth. "After that what are going to do? I don't know if I wasn't paying attention or where we never told what to do after this." Jaime then picked up his scythe and put it on his back, being held by two straps. He then walked to the side got some water and started drinking it. "I know it was fake, but either way; that punch Ralph gave actually hurt. Even if I faked to whole spitting thing, he could have at least hit a little softer." Jaime then smiled and giggled a little.

[Ghoulish]

Irongut Smirked widly. "I don't know wo you are kid. But I now you aint from this area!" Irongut then chuckled. "You mustn't know where I'm from! I'm a Mu-Tech collector! An utter of my name brings fear to an entire town,how can a little kid compete with that!?" Irongut then stompped on the ground, causing it to shake slightly. Syliva drooled from his mouth and onto his roughly shaven beard, his black hair hung low and went down his back.

"Both Contestants ready?....Begin! The championship match!

"Come on kid I'll let you throw the first punch!" irongut yelled confidently whilst patting his robe covered gut.

[Dwarven King]

Ralph watched Irongut as he smugly patted his gut and told him he could have the first hit. Ralph smirked. And here he thought HE was the over-confident one. [i]"So...he wants me to hit him first?"[/i] Ralph thought to himself. [i]"Maybe I'll hit a nice, soft, sensitive spot on his over sized gut. Then I wouldn't have to use my powers."[/i] He chuckled a bit, as he decided to fight him normally for a bit. Ralph quickly charged in on Irongut, his left hand resting on his blade. He wasn't sure how much of a hit the guy could take, so best to be a little cautious. As soon as he got within range, Ralph dropped down and punched as hard as he could into Irongut's...gut.

[Qu@ke]

Synth listened to Jaimie explain how all Ralph need to do was win and then they'd have to do something else that he wasn't sure of. "Simple, he'll beat him, or I'll step in and beat and after he's thoroughly, well, beaten, we will question him and get him to tell us all about Mu-tech or whatever they call themselves." Synth was then taken back for a moment as the part of his head that surround his left eye had started to hurt, but it didn't take him but a minute to recover. "Yeah, that's all we'll have to do." Synth reiterated himself for Jaimie.

[Ghoulish]

Irongut's smirk grew wider as he saw the fist head for his gut. "Stupid kid!" He thought to himself. "He has no idea what's lying underneath my coat!" A loud ring was heard throughout the arena, as Ralph's fist met the gut of Irongut. Irongut continued to smirk as if the fist did little, He Began laughing excessivly and threw a right fist headded for the shorter Ralph. "I heard no bones break?!" Irongut thought to himself. "Any normal person that attacks my gut is bound to break not just their hand but their entire arm!" Irongut's punch was slow but continued to head for Ralph.

Meanwhile.

Drake followed The girl and her younger brother.

"Come on sis!"

"No Pax we have to get this package to Grandpa Crate before the day ends."

"Ohhh Celia..." The boy replied sadly.

Drake then thought to himself. "Wait as minute....Crate? Isn't he the one we're looking for?!" Drake then called out. "Excuse me!"

The girl looked back briefly and saw the call was addressed to her. "Look" she began. "We can't spare any money sorry."

"That's not it, are you going to Locomo Town?" Drake began as he the women stopped along with her son.

[Qu@ke]

ooc: Have been given permissions to control Ralph and finish the fight.

Ralph, still recoiling and baffled that his punch did nothing, took the full brunt of Irongut's attack and boy was it heavy. It knocked Ralph all the way to the other side of the ring and onto his back. "Ugh, you've got quite the arm there." Ralph said, running towards Irongut and charging electricity into his left foot and then using his right hand to pivot himself and swing his leg he was heading for a solid kick of electrical intensity right into Irongut's stomach. "But I've got a better leg!" Ralph said, the attack about to connect...