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[Basement Fight Club]

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A club deep under the real one, it is exclusively open to viewing by those of high powered money hogs. The fighters however, can be of any standard class. They fight for five hundred dollars each time. Unless they're going up against larger opponents. Then it's a thousand.

Shiro was in the middle of a full on battle with another hulking man who was twice as large as him, the crowds fighting to get to the front of the viewing range to see the two go at it, roaring loudly at a deafening rate when Shiro threw his fist up and began to beat the man, much to the man's dismay and surprise.

Hideyoshi's in his normal work attire which is a really tight, short red maid looking outfit. His boss knew he was a guy, but his boss had people requesting that Yoshi dress in the girls uniform, just because he was cute, so to keep the people, the boss agreed to it. And Yoshi of course didn't complain, it was money after all. He then heads over and serves some people their drinks near the ring, smiling at them like alwas as they talked to him, flirting of course but Yoshi didn't take it like that, he just thought they were being friendly.

<< Well technically, Hideyoshi being one of the gods, I would think he would know full well what they were doing >>

Shiro panted, even with his shirt off he was sweating heavily as he fought, ultimately dropping the man to the ground and winnig the fight. He was escorted off stage. He sat down on a stool in the side area next to the bar that was empty.

((This is Yoshi in his outfit btw http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photo... and oks, well.. He still chooses to act like he doesn't XD))

Yoshi watches Shiro silently before he walks over and holds out a towel to him, smiling innocently,"That was amazing, is their anything I can get you?"

Shiro breathed out deeply as he lit a cigarette, "Uhm.. water" he said breathlessly, trying not to look like a dork in front of him.

Yoshi nods, smiling and heads behind the counter, getting some ice cold water and hands it to him,"So um.. You got any more fights tonight?"

He shook his head slowly, dumping the water on himself and shivering faintly, letting out a soft sigh, his shorts getting a bit wet as well, "That was... intense" he mumbled, smoking his cigarette.

Yoshi swallows at his now wet body before smiling softly,"Well.. It looked harder then it was the other night.. You sure you'll be fine? You aren't hurt or tired? You could sleep in my room here.."

He rubbed his temples, "I feel like I'm going to pass out" he mumbled honestly, sort of out of it from the hit he took some time before and not thinking to much about maintaining his stoic disposition.

Yoshi blinks and frowns, going back around and puts Shiro's arm over his shoulders, smiling,"Come on then, my bedrooms just upstairs.." (We can still post here, ill make his room later)

<< Actually, I'd rather not just post here though, because I feel like making a room thread would be a little more private, as well as it would open up space for other roleplayers. I could go make it >>

((Ah, ok :) Ill make it now then and ill post first))

Alek quickly took down another opponent, lit a small fire in his hands and yelled at the crowd " CHECK OUT THESE SICK FIRES!"

(?)

Virus watched from the bar as the crowds roared in excitement... He wasn't impressed. He sipped his drink boredly, his face hidden behind his mask. He teleported to the front of the crowd, pushing passed a few people, "Hey, I'd like to fight" he said to Alek, putting his hand on the railing.

"Oh look! It's the phantom of the opera! Whaddyo gonna do? Sing me to a bludgeon?" Alek said, making fun of his mask

Virus watched him, "I'm so terribly offended by your completely outdated joke." he replied, swinging over the rope and taking his spot, "How much money do you want if you win this fight?" he asked with sickly glee.

"I want your wallet." Alek answered

Virus smirked faintly, pulling out his wallet, which was full of money, filled to the brim. "Alright then, and in return, if I happen to win, I would like to make a bargain with you." he smiled just as wide as his mask was, placing that wallet back in his pocket. One would think it would create a bulge in his back pocket but no, it was almost though it wasn't there. Infinite pockets. A characteristic that Cry and Virus shared.

"And what's this bargain?" Alek asked, popping his fingers

"You shall see. Might I remind you that all of those dollar bills were five hundreds? Would that suffice in dulling your curiosity?" he asked, seeming to have the widest smile, even through his mask it was evident that there was such a huge smile on his face.

"Absolutely." Alek answered, getting ready

Virus seemed unnaturally still as he waited for the bell to be sounded. His eyes glued to Alek with such sickly sweet joy that the energy he was letting off could form a nuise around the guy's neck and strangle him.

this freaks been looking at me for WAYYY to long Alek thought

Virus didn't even move when the buzzer sounded, he waited for Alek's first move. Yes. Then he would fight back.

When the buzzer rang Alek backed up as far as he could, then ran straight towards him, jumped, and did a midair spin kick

Virus didn't block, he fell backwards onto his knees, pretending to be in pain.

Alek kicked him in the chest and let him fall down onto the floor, before releasing hell on his face with knees, fists and his own head

Virus began to laugh, loudly, deeply, with one single push, he had throw Alek half way across the ring. He stood up unharmed, with the exception of a small tear on his tie. He continued laughing as a dark aura began clouding around him, and his eyes glowed bright yellow behind his mask, "That's all you got?" he snickered, walking towards him stiffly and slowly.

"Oh, of course not!" Alek said, standing up "But I'd like to see what you can do!"

Virus stared at him intensely, "What I can do? I'm not sure you can comprehend what I can do Alek" he replied, tilting his head to the side with a loud, dignified, pop. He continued coming at Alek, throwing a punch his way.

Alek attempted to dodge and slid under Virus, and kicked him in the back of the knees

Virus didn't faulter, instead, he reached down, picked Alek up by the foot, and threw him to the ground harshly. He giggled, holding a hand out for him, "Are we done here yet?" he asked expectantly.

"To me, it's over when someone breaks a bone." Alek said, slapping the hand away

Virus raised an eyebrow, "I can arrange that" he said, suddenly having a darker tone to his voice as he picked his foot up, preparing to kick him.

Alek kicked him away and stood up and kicked him in the jaw expecting it to break with ease

A loud crack was heard. And Virus faultered for a moment at the blow. However, being one of the creators of the universe, he healed unbelievably quickly. He giggled, putting his hands on either side of his head and tilting it a bit until he heard another pop, popping the dislocated jaw back in its place before taking Alek's hand and swinging him into the rubber cables, kicking him in the rib cage when he was shot forward, hoping to have at least fractured a rib. He wasn't even the slightest bit bloodied.

The kick fractured his sternum, Alek cried out "You're not-" he began to cough out blood "-human." Before collapsing

The crowd was silent for several moments, shocked at what they had just witnessed. But soon enough they were roaring in enthusiasm as Virus picked Alek up and set him in one of the many empty tables next to the bar, two other people taking their place. Virus pulled up Alek's shirt and placed a hand where the fractured bone was, healing it.

Alek woke up, gasping for air. He turned to Virus and said "Techinically, I broke a bone first." He said laughing. "So what in the hell is the 'bargain' your goin to make?" He asked

Virus sat back in his chair attentively, "First things first" he took out his wallet, "It was a tie." he said as he placed the wad of money onto the table in front of him before tossing the wallet over his shoulder boredly.

"I guess." Alek said, taking out a cigarette and shrugging

He cleared his throat, "Right then" he said in an overly zealous voice, smiling wide just as before, "Bargain. I am prepared to give to you, ultimate power, lots of money, and access to your wildest dreams" he offered.

"What's the catch?" Alek asked

"You sign a contract that entitles you to doing whatever I want, whenever I need it." he replied, "And it wont be very often mind you. It also wont be, ahem, gamey, so no, I'm not asking for a personal prostitute or anything like that... more so.. a... Personal bodyguard or aron runner of sorts" he explained.

"Any more further details?" He asked

"Nothing you hould be concerned about. Anyways, I'm quite impressed with your fighting skills. As a skilled combatant myself, I haven't come across many who could kick me so harshly before" he said, placing his elbows on the table.

"Well I'm flattered. Where do I sign?" Alek asked

"Especialy in the face" Virus reminisced about the few who had kicked him in the face. Aw, what fun he had tearing them apart limb from limb. He set a parchment, slightly damaged in front of Alek, written in some dead ancient language, "Sign your name here" he said, pointing to the line at the bottom of the sheet before handing him a special pen that would use Alek's blood as ink.