Lore: Fighting Spirits!

Zera:He was definitely hoping for incest. >,> Not even the threesome thing.
KMakon:....^//^u

Gentle: In an alternate universe!
Zarktus; Oh, you want me to bring those two in?

Zera:Bringing in more Fierces and Gentles is never a bad idea. ^ ^
KMakon:You mean there's an alternate Fierce and Gentle that are in love with each other? Cool!

Zarktus: Sure. I could bring them in if you want. but then I'd have to reset the whole tournament! Ha ha ha!

KMakon:Why not just remove one of the the not-hot people and have the twins fight each other? Then whoever wins that could take the place of the not-hot person that was removed from the tourney?.?
Zera:Please stop trying to bring them in. I doubt I'd be able to have my fun with them if they were all about fucking each other.

mayhaps we should cut to the end of Round 1?.?

^

Yeah.

okay then. Make it so.

Zarktus: Okay, let's have a break everyone! Round two will start shortly!

~After the break~

Zarktus: And now for round two! What's special about round two? Well.... nothing! Just that only now, I'll transport the two fighters into entirely different dimensions of space that perfectly simulate different environments! As opposed to the pansy-ass floor changing.
Gentle: Oh like that's better?
Zarktus: 'Course it is!

RJenghas: Okay, so who's fighting first?

So then FZera got warped in next to Zera, Gentle, and Makon, and Makon looks past Zera to view the new arrival. She is initially in a sleeping position, though she's fully clothed and all.

Zera:*looks to her* ? Well, hello there...hm. Not another Fierce though, damn. Well then what's your name?
FZera:*rubbing her head due to a headache and looking around, her eyes glowing as they always do* Ugh, where am I...fuck...
Zera:Your name?
FZera:Oh yeah, Zera. Yeah...my name is Zera, now what's...what's going on?
Zera:=.= You're in a strip-fighting tournament, from what I gather.
FZera:...what? Eh...I don't think I want to be here. Can I go home?
Zera:Nope.
KMakon:Her eyes are so pretty! o.o
FZera:Thanks I guess?

Gentle: Well you're another Zera. That's cool. ^ ^

FZera:Another...hm...
Zera:Yeah, there's like 3 of us and you're the only female one.
FZera:Oh, cool. So if this is a tournament, who's fighting next?
Zera:We're waiting to find out.

KMakon goes around Zera and Gentle and over to FZera's side and looks at her chest.

KMakon:Hm...
FZera:...*pets him, and he purrs in response and he nuzzles her chest* Well he's cute.
Zera:Don't get too comfortable with him, he's just trying to seduce you, I'm sure.
KMakon:I am not! =.=

Gentle: Whatever. He's just trying to grope your breasts at best. *leans against Zera*

Zera:God dammit, this shit is boring. I mean, I could had sex with Fierce a dozen times by now. And at first I thought this tourney would be productive for me. Hmph.

(what looks like a little action figure of a man gets warped into the stands, and plonked down on a bench)
Arthur: och, my head...that's it, that quarter-tumbler of light beer was too much for me...I'm hallucinating! Where the hell am I?!
Akane: Is...is that a talking doll?
Arthur: =.= No short jokes! I'd never hit a lady, but yer on thin ice!

Zarktus; And now we'll introduce the new opponents for round two!

A door opens up in the north side of the round stage as Ezridus walks out followed by two Delceones and a Gentle dressed in a black leather leotard wearing black thigh high socks with black leather boots on tall heels and with a garter around her right thigh holding a coiled up black whip.

Zarktus: Wait, there's two?
Delceone: Hm? *looks at the Delceone next to her and conjures Fierce's great sword in just one hand and slices the Delceone in half, with the imposter turning into a puddle of white goop with two glowing red eyes* Don't try and impersonate me. *dissipates the great sword*

Arthut: Och, who hired the prostitutes, eh?

Dominatrix: WHo're you calling a prostitute? Don't make me come up there and whip you! Even if you are no bigger than a dick, I'll still punish your ass.
Ezridus: Who're you yelling at?
Dominatrix: Mind your own damn business!

Arthur: Oohoo! Feisty ones, at that! Well hey, don't play hard-to-get! There are certain...'advantages' to being so tiny. *chuckles* If you give me a chance, you'll find out! *winks*

Dominatrix: I'll give you a chance alright.
Ezridus: Oh just shut up already. *throws Dominatrix at Arthur*
Zarktus: Oh yes! A keen eye as always! As expected of Lore's archery goddess!
Ezridus: Flattery will get you nowhere with me.

Jessica: *Sighs as she facepalms from the scene in front of her* What did I get myself into? -,-

Arthur: Aha! The up-close and personal approach! I like that! So, where should we start? Neck? Nipples? Belly? Llllower? *winks*

Dominatrix: You're absurd! Although.... I was in need of a new toy. *grins and unzips her leotard to reveal her breasts before putting him on them* Go ahead and see if you can do anything.
Zarktus: Everyone just ignore the weirdoes. Now, the first match will be Norse Fierce versus Zera! Have yourself another Fierce, Zera!
Gentle: I guess he means you, Zera. *kisses his cheek*