Terry_Mcguire, Ttarrab, and Antony_Lorano walk out of the Recrudescence HQ, each sporting an array of weapons. People bustle back and forth on the streets, going about their daily business.

Tony clears his throat... And again.. No one appears to be listening. Ttarrab gets up on a wooden soapbox, attempting to gain the crowd's attention. Again he is ignored. Terry walks off down a small alley, grabbing some two-bit punk trying to rob a granny. He beats him until he stops moving, and just lies there groaning.

The three men now hold most people's attention.

Ttarrab jumps up onto the prone gangster, a cheeky smile on his face.

"You think you're the best brawler around? Got a point to prove? Or just a score to settle? We have the answer. The three T's is a fight club open to any and all who wish to enter. There is no charge for entrants; we just enjoy seeing people get hurt.

"Just send a mail to any one of the three of us with the two combatants. The three of us will watch your fight, and each judge you out of 10 on the following categories-

"Ruthlessness- Show what a badass you are. Bring out your sadistic side
"Flair- Dazzle us with your skills, don't just "Punch 'im inna face"
"And finally- Creativity! Use the environment we give you to the full, don't go by anyone's script.

"After we have decided the victor of the match, feel free to add your victory to your tattoo. Or just tell the world who's ass you kicked.
"Thanks for your time."

He hops off the man, and chats with the other two T's while waiting for replies.