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As the line grew to see who would and wouldnt get to fight in the tournament Vince gave a growl looking at the people ~Peasants, not a single one deserving to be here..just wanting to join to get a free place to live.~ he thought tail flicking behind him, moving his staff up he jabbed it into the first person in line...sending him back into a few of the others "You all fail." placing the staff down he started to walk towards the people as the ones he just knocked over yelled at him for what he did "Quiet...I am here to decide who will enter. If you couldnt avoid that or even a person coming at you..get out." walking past people he couldnt feel anything from them, his tired eyes surveyed the area  feeling nothing yet. Then as he went past a few people he could feel something, magic but, where was it coming from?

Pushing past people with his staff he could feel the magic getting stronger as he grinned. He could feel all kinds of magic including dark "I know you are around somewhere.." he said softly before he stood there his tail moving back and forth behind him "No..no.." he used his staff to bash a few people in the head making them move from his path "All kinds of magic..and yet it's hard to lock onto just one of them." his ears twitched a few times as he came upon a small opening in the group of people "Someone is here..close." he took his staff pointing it towards one of the people a grin across his face "Yes you...You will be entered into this tournament, the feeling from you gives me a..." he took in a deep breath and licked his lips "Such chills of pleasure.."
 [decide who he talked to first rest of you can come out on your own whenever XD]

Mikhail sat in his room looking at Vince work. Using his cloth napkin to clean the wine from his hand he snapped his fingers, the moment he did that a female bunny appeared, she got to cleaning the broken glass up. "Will there be anything else sir?"  "No, now get out." Mikhail said as he got up and began to walk out onto the balcony the moment he saw Vince point at someone with his staff and announce that they were in "Hmph bout time Vince.." he muttered to himself as the bunny left the room. He moved a hand back to the table taking up a brown leather book and opened it up "When I'm done with this tournament I'll finally have what I wanted for." he began to grin some his eyes looking over the people down below him "Vince send that one inside at once..they can rest a bit while you pick out other fighters."

James felt a sense of overwhelming joy for being chosen and fear of who and what was coming his way. He turned with his fire brows raised and looked at Vince. "Are you serious, sir?" he said with a little excitement and tremor of fear in his Spanish accent. The husky felt and adjusted the metal chain slung around his shoulder was creeping down his muscular body, thinking of who he would use this on how the would use it. The chain was his main weapon actually. He heats it up with his fire powers for extra damage and swings it like a mad man. "I am James Rodriguez." he said and reach out his paw.  

Jake ran in, and skidded to a halt on the slippery floor. He looked around over the heads of the other people, and ran over to Vince. "I wish to fight too." He stated, and smiled slightly. He was derermined to win, even if that meant loosing his sanity. He pushed his hair out of his face, and waited to hear if he was chosen ot not.

Arachne Indigo, the stealthy bard and mercenary, stood in the near shadows of the busy square. She watched the master of the show as he brutally shoved aside bystanders and potential warriors, and pranced about with his noble's swagger. The cat looked mean, and dangerous as well. The likings of a perfect villain, complete with the ego of a controlling maniac and the looks to match. She murmured rhyming phrases under her breath, letting the verses of ballads float around her mind, as she pondered the situation. She viewed the youths desperate for a chance to prove themselves, throwing themselves at the feet of the lordly feline, all behind an illusionary mask. She blended into the scenery as a flickering tree-shadow, against the mossy stone walls.

Looking at the man at the other end of his staff he chuckled some at the fact he was surprised it seemed "I do no joke about things..." the moment his hand was extended to him he rolled his eyes "To me you are just amusement. The boss wishes I allow you inside...proceed make yourself at home." his staff swung just avoiding the other who ran up towards him, looking at the other he stood there a second beginning to judge him on a few things. His eyes closed a moment before he nodded "Follow...James was it? Into the house." his eyes reopened as his long red panda tail swished behind him irritated at how he was here in this crowd and unable to just go on a killing rampage.

He looked up at Mikhail as he just stood there over watching everything from the balcony. Starting to twitch a bit, his tired eyes looked around a bit trying to decide who was next to join...he needed four more as his eyes looked around he could feel magic still around. There was so much in such a small area it made him have to rely on his eyes now and determine who was and wasnt able to join


Mikhail watched Vince and how he already had 2 people entered the tournament. As he turned he yelled down to Vince "Hurry up, I wish to announce the contestants and rules soon." walking across the room he threw open his large oak door and walked down the hall. He stood there a second as the bunny girl from earlier was cleaning off some of the paintings, walking by her his tail tip was just brushed against by her elbow..his eyes narrowed a bit before backhanding her a loud crack could be heard as pieces of a mask the bunny wore fell onto the floor. A bit of blood upon the pieces he growled at her "Dont...touch my tail..now clean up we have guests. Alert the other servants to begin dinner. Dont forget to place another mask back on."   kneeling on the ground the bunny girl began to pick up pieces of the mask "Yes sir...I didnt mean to disrespect you." holding a paw over the part of the mask that broke she got up leaving to do what he had asked

Mikhail went to the stairs after the bunny went off and began to head down to tell them of the rules of being there in his mansion "Just a few more days...I can put on a front for that long."

His ears perked at the loud crack that had split the air. He spun in circles, looking for the source of the sound. "What was that...?"He whispered, and was a bunny run across the room, her paw covering half her face. He blinked and thought about going after her, but changed his mind. "Who did that...?" He sighed, and went to go find a seat. He sat down in a chair near the wall, and rested his arm on the table, his paw hanging off the edge of it. He leaned his head back against the wall, and sighed.

James nodded greatfully and followed the red panda, wondering what was to come. Death or glory, he was happy to fight. He looked at the fox carefully to maybe determine who and what he was and what he would look like gnarled and burnt at the end of their fight.

Felis had gotten seperated from James in the large crowd and searched all over for him. His height helped him, when he stood on his toes he could see mostly all over the masive crowd. Unfortunately, that came with a disadvantage, The Wicks had accumulated many enemies and rivals throughout the country, fighting wherever they got the chance. One tall coyote by the name of Alexander Wallisch and a member of the Punisher gang had spotted the unmistakeable fire ears of the carcal. Alexander had grabbed one of his gang members, a black dragon, by the arm and told him what he saw, and together they pushed through the crowd. Felis barked, carcals bark, and his bark was unique and recognizeable to all of the Wicks, and hopefully James had heard him. "Wick!" an angry voice yelled and pushed Felis over onto another 'fighter' who squirmed out from under him and ran off. "Punisher's!" Felis growled back and got to his feet. The dragon had stepped forward, and threw a violent punch.

Jake stood up, and heard the commotion outside, and growled. "Can't anyone be quiet...?"

(what? Fyre, you said you're sitting down inside the building. Isn't this outside infront of the building in a huge crowd?)

(I thought everyone was inside)

(Well, in the first post, Mikhail said "Vince, send that one inside at once (james)" so i guess it is outside, like the line was at the front door of the mansion, leading into a mosh pit of fuzzy fighters. so i guess it makes sense it would be outside and only the chosen fighters would be brought in.)

[ooc should be in the ooc thread but this does need attention. Frye if you are inside please redo your attack. Everyone is outside only those who will be fighting can go in. James was asked to go in but it's his decision to do such.]

Shade was purely invisible as he went though the crowd and up to the door. He moved to go past the doorkeep, intent on his mission, then decided to have a bit of fun.

He moved over to a woman standing by some rough men and pinched her butt, causing her to whirl and smack the men. He laughed and darted away to end up right next to the doorkeeper, just as his invisibility left him.

The dragon's scaly fist wholloped Felis's muzzle and sent him staggering back. He regained his balance and whipped the blood and snot from his face, doubling his fists with a deep, intimidating stare. The dragon took much pleasure in doing this and showed a toothy large grin, and swung his claws at Felis, who jumped back, mearly being scratched by inches. He threw a high kick into the dragon's face as it was recovering from the missed swing. The kick went straight up his chin, and spit spewed from the dragon's mouth. Felis swung his leg back down, but let it swing behind him, his momentum carried his foot behind him and swing him all the way around again to smash his heel on top of the dazed dragon's head. There was a grunt, then a collaps, the dragon was down for the count. Alexander watched in amazement as his best fighter was taken down in a double kick, all part of a single motion, but that wasn't it. Felis was bouncing on the balls of his footpaws with his fists up saying "C'mon, get up! C'mon!" taunting the dragon, who had gathered what was left of him and staggered back up. Fuel by anger and enraged like a feral, the dragon punched and swung, missing all of his blows. Felis dudged, ducked, dipped, dived, and dodged them all, but when dipping into a crouch, the dragon spun, and his tail whipped across Felis's face, creating a loud *SLAP!* and staggering Felis. The furs around them where cheering and watching the boys go at it in a bloody rumble which no oned seemed to stop. Felis stood and ignored the burning pain in his face, and both panted for breath like dogs on a hot summer day. The black dragon hissed and Felis barked, and the dragon ran towards him. The dragon was ready to finish Felis off with a double clawed hack and slash, but Felis ducked at the last second and shoved his paws into the ground. Swinging on both paws, he swirled around the dragon on the ground and pounced on him from behind. The crowd jumped back and the ones behind moved forward as Felis mugged the living dirt out of the dragon's face. Alexander had already fled in fear, or was probably getting more Punishers to fight the lone Wick, Felis.

"It seems to me there is a little...issue taking place." he looked back at James who was following him before he watched what was happening...two people fighting seemed they were part of gangs and having a brawl. "Whoever wins this I believe needs to be in the tournament as well.." Vince moved the staff along his shoulders slumping his arms over it, his eyes looked at the fighting between a dragon and another combatant. Feeling the aura of magic around one of the fighters he just awaited to see which would win the fight. For all he knew the fighter with the power would be the loser...afraid to use his powers. The blows were fierce as well fun to watch Vince tilted his head some as he watched the ongoings of the fight "You know one of these people will have to possibly fight you in the tournament..what do you think of that? I do hope that Carcal wins the fight he seems to be fun to watch in a fight listen to the crowd...the sound of the blows." he let out a sigh as he looked towards the building "I should really hurry this along.."

When he turned back around the fight was getting close to ending it looked as the dragon was being tackled from behind tacking down the dragon. Pushing through the crowd of people who were watching and cheering the fighters on he got up to where the carcal was and smirked ~It's him...the magic is coming off him.~ looking him up and down he kept that smirk on his face "You are entered into the tournament..go inside with James to await the other fighters..one should be inside already."


Mikhail was walking down the stairs as he could see someone was already inside...the moment they got up heading towards the door cause of a loud commotion outside he spoke out "No need to rush out...if you are itching for a fight that badly I'm sure I can arrange to have you fight first. Until then sit and relax...never know you may leave here a broken man or a very happy man." swaying his tail some he began to walk over to a window looking out it to the side of the mansion...lush green trees, a pond, and even a few stone pillars were out there. Just one of the areas he thought be perfect for a fight..."You should hear the rules of my mansion...you are free to roam whenever and wherever you like except my room and Vince's room. Kitchen is open for food anytime of the day, and the servants here are here to serve. Now sit or go wander..the other fighters outside aren't your concern."

Shade, realizing he hadn't been noticed, Turned invisible again. He then entered the mansion, unseen and in near absolute silence. He then entered the main halll, finding the stairs and Mikhail. He stood next to the wall, and remained quiet, watching.

[If he gets stopped, Gauthar, Then ignore the rest...]

James got curious when Vince said 'carcal' and said "I know a carcal, not many in the city." and he followed Vince closely.
"P.U.N.I.S.H.E.R!" Felis spelled angrily, slugging the dragon over and over and over again. A few scales had been chipped off from the dragon's face and scattered about. The dragon was already out cold when Felis was still punching him, but Felis just wanted to make sure, and with a final blow, he stared at the dragon, still crouching on top of him. Felis panted and shook himslef lightly of the sweat and looked up at Vince with a seriusly scared look on his face "Me, senior? Di- did you say...?" unable to finish his statement. Maybe it's another James... he though, hoping he was right, but really wasn't.
James saw the fight peeking around Vince, watching an old enemy be slugged down by his leader, but the feeling of revenge and joy dissapeared when he realized the simple fact that he would have to fight his greatest amigo, Felis. Quickly, he ran towards the mansion, hopefully unseen by Felis. James slammed the door shut behind him and ran into the mansion.
Felis stood and looked for Alexander, who had already fled like a coward. Then turned to Vince "Senior..." he panted "I... I am Felis, the Flame, or El Fuego." he said, pointing to his fire tuft ears.

Arachne was utterly disgusted by the lordly cat. He had a childish need for control, sending furious furs at each other's throats for his own entertainment. It was a twisted scheme he was constructing, applying pressure on insecure warriors until their morals bend and break out of a need to prove oneself. And all to his means, in the end. It infuriated her. She slipped into the beautiful mansion after him, a near-insubstantial shadow moving like liquid over the walls and columns. Her rage woke her warrior spirit, and she considered his competition. Perhaps there was a way for her to silence this oppressor through his out cat-and-mouse games, while testing her own strengths and powers.

Looking at the fighter who continued to pummel the dragon who was out cold he chuckled “Very nice…you are indeed worthy for this tournament, and here if you had lost the dragon would have been invited. Proceed inside.” He was about to turn noticing that James had ran off into the mansion looking at the fire tuft ears he looked into Felis’ eyes “I don’t recall asking for your name, proceed inside I am gathering the last people to join..the rules will be explained when everyone is inside..Mikhail should be downstairs to explain the rules of the mansion.”

Walking away from him he looked over the crowd counting in his head people who was already part of the tournament..looking at the doors to the mansion he caught just a glimpse of someone else walking in and chuckled “Looks like someone else went in as well..well the feeling out here is getting less and less magic based..besides the carcal there is one more out here with magic. The others are inside the mansion it seems.”

Mikhail stood there as James came inside along with a female coming in a few seconds later “I see Vince is working slowly, I would of thought all six would have been inside by now I only see three.” Walking away from the window he looked at the male who had come in before the female “Same rules apply, my mansion is free to roam anytime after I announce the rules of the tournament. My room and Vince’s room are off limits, servants are there to serve and kitchen is open all the time. Make yourselves comfy I’m sure we will begin momentarily. And if you haven’t already figured it out.” He said as his snow leopard tail swayed behind him “I am Mikhail the host.”

[I love invisibility... ]

Shade moved over to a corner where he wouldn't be accidentally whacked. He then sat and observed as the other furs came filtering in. He noted each one's appearance, and where their apparent strengths were. Recon was not exactly his gambit, but he could read the types of fighting easily.

Wrapped up in his observation, he quietly cursed when he realized he was hazily showing. He quickly reestablished his hold oninvisibility, hoping no-one had noticed.

Aastha flexed her sharp, shiny claws. She gave a quiet growl, directed at nobody in particular, and looked around. Her eyes turned deep indigo, which indicated that she was in a bad mood, but not particularly angry at that instant.

"Anyone bothers me, an' they'll regret it." Aastha muttered. She stretched her arms out and then relaxed her stance a little, but kept her intimidating air. She knew some might know of her. After all, everyone thought she had killed her combat trainers. And at the risk of being recognized, she kept alert, but had no intention of backing down from any fight.

Arachne decided perhaps this would be the time to shed her illusionary disguise. She melted from the shadows, and nonchalantly approached the bristling group of furs, with a cool expression on her face. She stared into Mikhail's eyes hard, with a glint of defiance. She laid a paw on her instrument's ivory case at her hip, and let her thick, silver tail swish, its tip touching the marble floor.

Walking through the crowd Vince was stopped by a few people trying to get involved with the tournament. Turning them down he could see someone off in a little world of their own. Leaning over to a male tiger who stood around 6 foot tall “If you wish to be involved in this tournament..prove it. Take out that lady over there.” He motioned with his head towards Aastha “I’m sure someone like you can be able to take her out..and possibly get through the others.” He grinned as the tiger walked off towards Aastha cracking his knuckles “You there…little girl. What you even doing here huh?” getting in front of her now “You should get going before I have to send you home the hard way.”

Vince stood there a grin across his face at wanting to see how this tiger got dealt with by the woman..he could feel something over near where that lady was standing and had to take the chance of inciting a fight to entice some sort of response

His eyes looked around the room as something was not right…Mikhail could feel that there was something and he saw something in the corner of his main hall that seemed to appear then disappear in an instant…before he could say anything he felt something coming from another person..looking around his eyes laid upon Arachne. As her eyes were trying to burn through him as he smirked towards her…noticing her hand going down to an ivory case on her hip “Seems someone is already wishing to get started…I look forward to watching you in action.”

Felis pushed open the front doors of the palace with blood dripping down from his nose and off his whiskers. The bleeding had stopped but it sure didn't look pretty. Felis let the doors shut behind him and echo through the mansion, already occupied with two furs by the looks of it.

James had been peaking through one of the doors to the main hall, starting directly at the door, waiting for Felis. He didn't want Felis to see him and he sure didn't want to fight Felis. Maybe he'll get beat before me, and we won't have to fight. James hoped and wished. He quickly shut the door to the room he was hiding in when Felis stepped in, hoping he could hide long enough.

Aastha's eyes immediately turned a deep red, indicating her rage.

"I ain't goin' anywhere." she said, in an intimidating growl. "But perhaps you are." Then, almost casually, she opened her mouth and let out a deafening roar. This had to be her signature attack. It could knock someone unconscious. It didn't knock the tiger unconscious, but it sure made him stumble back. Then Aastha darted forward and threw a punch packed with immense strength, sending the tiger flying.