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Post by Flip Fortuna on Aug 23, 2019 15:51:49 GMT -6
Flip took notice of the man at the table, seeing his growing discomfort. Yep, one would get people like that from time to time. Those who couldn't handle a loss. Fortunately, all he did was just leave in a huff. He had had worse people in here before, who would flip the table, pick a fight, and would generally have to be dragged out of there. Fortunately, this was not the case. And then Zriracha decided on what she wanted to do. Go up to the fighting arena and give herself a couple of matches. Flip grinned and let out a chuckle. As expected. This girl was a fighter. He was going to have a good time with her. "But of course. Right this way. The arena's up on Casino Deck 4." With a flourish, he would lead her over to one of the elevators. Spacious, well lit, and not bad elevator music to boot. Some nice jazz. As they stepped out onto the casino floor, one such match was coming to a close. A boxing match between a burly human, and a rather lithe Namekian. And judging by the bruises on the big buy, the more nimble Namekian was winning. Up until he took a powerful blow in the face. Light on his feet. Can't take a punch. Flip couldn't help but chuckle as the crowd roared in applause. "The sign up booth's right over there," he said, gesturing to a booth over to the side. "Just sign up, and we'll get you in a match."Zriracha |
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Post by Zriracha on Aug 24, 2019 15:53:37 GMT -6
“Wonderful!” Zriracha laughed, following Flip into an elevator. Having never been in one before, however, she would pause briefly to look it over before walking in cautiously. The lift would then elevate them upwards on to the deck where fights were located. Once upon deck, the Demon’s eyes widened in excitement at the crowds amassed and the two fighters going at it upon the lit stage. She watched, enraptured by the differing styles between their builds and how one had nearly outmatched the other before the final blow came. At Flip’s suggestion and direction, Zriracha would look at him and then toward the booth, “Ah, yes. Thank you,” Before she would stomp over there with confidence. The man at the table saw her from a mile away and stilled like a deer in headlights. She stopped at the table and grinned down at the rather hefty looking human. “I would like to participate. What must I do?” He blinked, catching himself before he said something stupid before he pulled a paper from the side and handed it to her. “Go ahead and fill this form out. H-Here’s a pen,” He offered nervously. She blinked, befuddled with pen and paper in her hand, before she would sit in the smaller-than-comfortable chair and make headway into the paper. Once finished, she would hand it over and walk toward the stage. The man behind the table could only stare at the runic symbols blankly before simply setting the paper down – shit just got too weird sometimes on this ship. Ready for her match, Zriracha would step up onto the stage with her blood rushing through her ears excitedly. Flip said they would set her up with a match, but truthfully… she wanted to fight the strongest first. She called to the Human loudly, “Are you the strongest fighter here?! I will be your next challenger!”
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Post by Flip Fortuna on Aug 27, 2019 10:48:55 GMT -6
Seeing her so excited and eager, it caused Flip to chuckle. Oh, he knew he was going to enjoy her being around here. He watched her go to sign up for the matches, watching the poor man's expression as she filled out the form. Really, they had all sorts of people come in here. He should be used to this by now. Then, without a word, she ran over to the ring, immediately challenging the human who had just one his match. The Namekian was down for the count, groaning as he was pretty much seeing stars at this point. The human blinked, looking over at the over eager demon. He had just gotten out of a match, with little time to recover. As he watched them, a small idea came to mind. Flip twirled his cane and approached the ring. "Actually, Miss Zriracha, I have an idea for you." The casino owner did a flip and landed in the ring, giving the boxer a smile. "Go and take a load off big guy. Good match." The man nodded, moving to climb out of the ring as the Namekian was dragged out. Now for the show. Flip smirked, pulling off his white suit jacket. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you, our latest fighter here on the Big Gamble. A fiery demoness who wants to make the ring burn, give it up for Zriracha!" A spotlight shifted to highlight the demoness, much to the applause of the crowds watching. But Flip wasn't done yet. "And, for her debut here, we're doing something a little special. Tonight, it's going to be Zriracha, versus the King of Knutts himself, yours truly, Flip Fortuna!" The crowd went wild. A fight with the owner himself always drew a crowd. Flip turned to look at Zriracha, giving a playful smile. Bet she hadn't been expecting this. Zriracha |
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Post by Zriracha on Aug 28, 2019 11:47:40 GMT -6
Perhaps she was overeager, but Zriracha could swear her future opponent was getting cold feet. She was just about to ask what the matter was, when Flip approached her with his usual flair. As he flipped into the ring and proceeded to tap out for the Human, Zriracha could only blink in surprise before realizing with a start that she was being challenged by Flip himself. With a grin, she started to chuckle and placed her hands on her hips, mumbling with amusement, “Are you ever not full of surprises, my dear Host?” The following introduction from said Host had the Demon flinch from the sudden attention and look around at all the crowd cheering for her. Never, even within her own realm, had she been the spotlight for such an ovation. Summoning the strength, she would raise an arm up and nervously accept the attention as she pumped her fist in the air. Yes. Flip sure did know how to move a crowd. With introductions made and emotions stirred, Zriracha climbed onto the stage and stood across from Flip with an excited grin. “I’ve got to hand it to you, Flip Fortuna – you know how to make a woman feel like a celebrity! Now, before we begin,” She lowered herself into a stance, “Is this purely a physical match or am I able to use my magic? I imagine it will be hard to ‘make the ring burn, otherwise!” It didn’t matter to her either way, but she did not wish to destroy anything that Flip had worked so hard to create. He’d been good to her and that meant that he deserved more than just her respect. Flip Fortuna |
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