Zane_Wheeler enters the gym, wishing to test his boxing skills, to see if they came close to those of his fathers.

Sign me up my fair Lady, i would like to participate in your tournament.

Sweeney closing goes to the family HQ and pushes his hands down his pockets. He hear's a a crippling noise. He grabs the ripped peice of paper in his pocket. IT reads!:

From Yoshi -

"ALBERT WILL BE MINE!!!...Mmmm Frog Legs!"

Sweeney throws the note down and looks down to Mr. Albert. 

We'll win this together, Mr. Albert...we....will. Fuck Yoshi.

Yoshi peering inside of sweeneys window from a bush watches him read the note; he cant help but drool heavily thinking how yummy Mr.Albert would taste. Yoshi ducks off in a hurry to find his recipe for friedfrog legs licking his chops

Taking a nap is not something Ladyfighter is doing alot, but having this cold and sneezing all day, she was just too tired and decided to lay down on her couch and close her eyes a bit.

Suddenly there was a knock on her door. Still a bit sleepy, she walks to the door and noticed the postman outside. "Sorry to disturb you Lady, but I knocked twice and you did not answer. Is everything okay?"

Ladyfighter smiled to the postman. He is a very kind man. "Everything is fine. I was just taking a little nap."

Satisfied that everything was okay, the postman gave Ladyfighter her mail. It was a big box containing a lot of letters.

"Thank you so much for bringing it to me, saves me a walk to the postoffice". Having said that, Ladyfighter closes the door and walks back to her couch and opens the box.

She sees a few letters mentioning that people want revenge on Chuck_Norris. Imaginable they want to beat the winner of last round, but if they will. Chuck_Norris is back in training again for this round. So people really have to do their best if they want to beat him.

When reading Sweeney's application, Ladyfighter laughs. He cant fight on his own, he needs Mr. Albert to help him out. Well Sweeney, in this round you have to fight alone. Mr. Albert can watch from the sideline.

Last round someone gave Ladyfighter a hint to put the cities behind the names and try to avoid that players from one city fight to a player from the same city. Ladyfighter thinks that is a great idea and she will try to arrange that.

Participants so far:

1. Brian_Posehn - NO
2. Fozzie - LV
3. Popcorn - NO
4. -Drake- - PH
5. Santino - NO
6. TheScout - LV
7. _T-Man_ - NY
8. Roy-DeMeo - PH
9. Chuck_Norris - NO
10 Alistair - NO
11 -Sweeney- - NY
12 YOSHI - NY
13 Salvatore - DT
14 Skorpeon - NO
15 Philli-Stein - NO
16 FeckArse - LV
17 BugsySiegel - NO
18 Zane_Wheeler - NO
19

That means that there are still alot of empty spots for fighters to join this round.

SIGN UP BEFORE ITS TOO LATE.

Ladyfighter

WhereWasI sees Fozzie's piece of paper.

Might as well sign up too, free chance to whoop Fozzie's ass is too good to pass.

I shall try my luck once again. Sign me up.

I suggest that from this round on we make it so people from the same city (or at least the same crew) don't fight until it is absolutely necessary.

Emaya walks through the streets looking for someone to pickpocket, but the streets seems to be empty. She wonders what was happening. Suddenly she sees some people standing in front of a building.

She takes a closer look and sees the boxing arena having a poster on the wall. She starts reading it and forgets all about pickpocketing.

A next boxing round? I once heard my mother and aunties talk about it. It seems they once tried to be part of it, but failed at first round. I know they actually came to the arena because of the beatifull, strong bodies of the guys. They liked their muscles. Well, let me see what brought them there.

She takes a pencil and a piece od paper from her purse and writes a letter to Ladyfighter.

Dear Lady,

As daughter and grandaughter of your friends Emaya and Ayame I would like to take a chance.

Can you please count me in?

She folds the paper and brings it to the postoffice. She hopes Lady will react... The she goes back to what she was doing

Ladyfighter sits down in the family restaurant and sees Chris_Flannery entering the restaurant and joins her table.

Immediately a waitress comes to give Chris a cup of coffee. Ladyfighter smiles, because she knows Chris would have liked something else to drink. He starts talking.

"Hey hun, I saw your list at the notice board with the participants so far, but I could not find my name in it. I did some investigation and I think I know who took my application from the board. That is why I come to you in person to tell you that I did apply and want to participate in the boxing competition. Believe me, if I am right about the one who did this, he will regret this big time".

Surprised by this news, Ladyfighter answers. "Chris, this is terrible, I never experienced this kind of cheating. I guess the one who did thi was afraid to have to fight to you. Of course I will add your name to the list."

Ladyfighter and Chris finish their coffee and walked to the notice board to update the list of participants. Again three new fighters wrote their names in it. _Emaya_ that name sounds familiar. As she wrote her mother and aunt participated too.

1. Brian_Posehn - NO
2. Fozzie - LV
3. Popcorn - NO
4. -Drake- - PH
5. Santino - NO
6. TheScout - LV
7. _T-Man_ - NY
8. Roy-DeMeo - PH
9. Chuck_Norris - NO
10 Alistair - NO
11 -Sweeney- - NY
12 YOSHI - NY
13 Salvatore - DT
14 Skorpeon - NO
15 Philli-Stein - NO
16 Chris_Flannery - NO
17 FeckArse - LV
18 BugsySiegel - NO
19 Zane_Wheeler - NO
20 WhereWasI - LV
21 Alastair_Phoenix - NY
22 _Emaya_ - NO

Suddenly she feels a tap on her shoulder and turns around. Alistair is standing behind her and shows her the message he placed on the noticeboard.

"I read your message Alistair, I think it was you who told me this last round and I will try to avoid family members fighting each other in the rounds. It was a great suggestion from you. Thank you for that".

Then Ladyfighter continues with her daily drug dealing and leaves the Arena, hoping more fighters will sign in.

Emaya walks towards the boxing arena and goes inside. She walks to Lady's office, but sees no one there. Sudeenly she sees the list and her name on it. She smiles. It makes her feel proud to be on that list. Even if she loses the first round she still will be proud. Boxing is something her mother and auntie always wanted to do, but never succeeded. It would be nice if she could get it to second round.

Her head is full of thoughts about how she will feel when she comes to second round and what to do then. She also is wondering what her mother and auntie made to get excited about the boxing guys.

This all will be a totally new experience, she can't wait....

Shayne ran towards the boxing arena, letter in hand. Bursting through the doors, Shayne ran towards the office only to find the door locked and closed. Without hesitation, Shayne slid the envelope under the office door:

'Sign me up. If the guys can do it, so can I.'

Walks up to the board and reads the message.

"Sign me up, I might as well take a swing at it."

"Swing at it, hehe. Get it."

Walks off giggling to himself.

Beetle was buzzing amongst the flower shops near the town hall when she notices Sodapop walking away giggling to himself. Curious, as she was, to find out the reason for his amusement, she walked over to the town hall notice board and came to know about Ladyfighter's competition.

"Well well, this sounds pretty interesting!" She chuckled "Ofc, I'll be taking part in it".

And with that, she again moved  to the flower shops, sneaked a rose when the shopkeeper wasn't looking and strolled off towards her home.

The doctor has finally cleared me for another round of competition! A series of concussions from that last round's final can't keep me down!

Sign me up Ladyfighter!!

Walks away a little woozy

PhilliStein puts his name in bold letters in palce of his father, who had been gunned down in chicago hours before.

"well dad. i'll do this for you. wish me luck"

Ladyfighter sits in her office surrounded by papers. She opened her mailbox this morning and a lot of letters and notes fell out of it.

Families moved to Los Angeles and others to Chicago. That changes Ladyfighter plans. Then another envelope is showing a few fighters died in a war that took place last days.

Quickly Ladyfighter changes home cities on the list and erases the death fighters. She really wants to start the round, so this is the last call for participants.

Application closes Mar 10, '12 12.00.

After that Ladyfighter will make the pairings and the round can start. So this is your last chance to write your name in this thread to participate.

1. Brian_Posehn - NO
2. Fozzie - LV
3. Popcorn - NO
4. -Drake- - PH
5. Santino - NO
6. TheScout - LV
7. _T-Man_ - NY
8. Roy-DeMeo - PH
9. Chuck_Norris - NO
10 Alistair - NO
11 -Sweeney- - LA
12 YOSHI - LA
13 Salvatore - DT
14 Skorpeon - NO
15 FeckArse - LV
16 BugsySiegel - NO
17 Zane_Wheeler - NO
18 WhereWasI - LV
19 Alastair_Phoenix - NY
20 _Emaya_ - NO
21 Shayne - NY
22 Sodapop - NY
23 VenomousBlackBeetle - NY
24 Valkyrie - NO
25 Phillistein - LV

Still 7 empty places. Fill them up !!!!

Ladyfighter

Benji having lived most of his life on the streets see's the poster advertiseing a boxing match smiling to himself he enters the office.

Ladyfighter i would love to enter this competition

Benji signs the form and hands it to Ladyfighter

Hacksaw is walking along when he spots a crowd and thinks to himsalf whats all this about.

hacksaw lissons to what Ladyfighter has to say then looks around.

hey ladyfighter sign me up.

Lordian walks into the arena and makes his way to Ladyfighter's office.  He'd been a silent spectator of the sport for quite some time now and decided that he should give it a shot himself.  He knocks on the door and when nobody answers he slips an envelope with an application under her door.

"Only thing to do now is check back soon." He mumbles to himself as he wallks away.

WankBack approaches the crowd of people and sees some familiar faces. After piecing together what's going on he makes up his mind,


Ladyfighter I'd like to join this little competition of yours. Maybe I can knock this monkey talk out of WhereWasI's head.