While walking through the streets you come across a flyer hanging off one of the lampposts, it was an advertisement for a fight night, there seemed to be a few of these popping up lately but this one was a little different to the rest. On the flyer it stated anyone wishing to fight to get in touch with the promoters, in this case it was a certain FitzChivalry, he could be found at the Mega Green Mansion Grand and would be enlisting the fighters there. Most importantly, the flyer mentioned that there would be a big payday for the winner, even the runner up would make some coin.

It wasn't necessarily that you needed the cash but things were getting a little heated lately with the recent wars happening and you could do with blowing off some steam. You'd always been handy in a fight so you decided it would be worth going and checking it out.

Upon arriving at the establishment you whistle in wonder at the size of it, clearly it was the kind of place where serious money was made. You head to the concierges counter and upon showing the flyer and enquiring where to find FitzChivalry you're directed to some chairs outside of an office a few feet away. The concierge picks up the phone and shortly after the office door is opened by a mountain of a man, he ushers you inside and into a seat in front of a desk where you're met by who you assume to be FitzChivalry.

"So you wanna fight eh, kid? I need good strong guys for this upcoming event, people who know how to scrap. This ain't no boxing match for bums, this is a bit of everything! You can throw whatever you like, feet, hands, knees, elbows - whatever it takes to knock the other guy out or for them to bitch out!

There's big money to be made here, each fighter pays $250k to enter, the pay out is dependant on the amount of fighters we enlist but if you win, you're looking at a 6 figure cash prize! If you're up for it then fill in these questions and get it back to me later on."

Fitz slides a piece of paper across his desks to you... maybe you'll give it a go.

"Oh and by the way, before you enter and start having a fucken whinge about how you didn't know the rules, here's how it works"

Fitz hands you another piece of paper.

Disorder saw the flyer in the street and followed the directions to the rather shady looking establishment. After the initial formalities he was ushered inside and found himself sat at a desk. Peering through the gloom he saw a familiar face.

"Hey man. I had no idea you were running a ring. If it's anything like you are claiming, I'm all in!"

He smirked and looked at Fitz, knowing he liked a scrap.

"If there's a chance of a obscenely violent encounter, with a low chance of success and a massive chance of ending up a fucking bloody mess, I'll be there! Here you go man..."

He handed FitzChivalry a hefty wad of cash and headed out the door with a parting shot.

"Just tee me up at least one sitter before you send me into any brutal bastard."

BrotherHec steps forward. Looking around he points around at the gathered. 

Let it be known...Im troublesome. 

Fitz had received two applications thus far and wasn't surprised that the rest of the country were holding back with their response to Disorder's challenge, he was a right double hard bastard and as tough as old boots.

The $5,000,000 in prize money may have people thinking twice though, Fitz was sure it was only a mattter of time.

He decided he would pin up some applications around town to see if he could get some more interest.

First name:

Surname:

Height:

Nick Names (List here): 

Home Town (Pick: LV, LA, NO, CH, NY, PA, MI):

Hair Style (Pick: Bald, Standard, Long Dreds, Mohawk):

Hair Colour (Pick: Black, Brown, Blonde, Blue, Red, Green, Purple):

Skin Colour:

Tattoos (Pick Position: Head, Arms, Legs, Neck, Back, Chest, Stomach):

Sponsors (Pick 3  (List here):

Style (Pick: Boxer, Freestyle Wrestler, Greco Roman, MMA, Jiu Jitsu, Judo, Karate, Kick Boxer, Muay Thai, Tae Kwan Doe):

Walking down the streets of Las Vegas Sophia notices a flyer hanging from the post, walking over to it she grips it up and pulls it down. Giving it a glance she notices it is being ran by a friend of hers. Figuring it was worth checking out or even just stopping by to visit an old friend she tucked the flyer in her pocket and headed over the Green's Mansion.

She had to take a taxi was only a couple minutes up the road but with the heat a walk up there would have been killer. The cab brought her right to the front gate, she ruffled through her bag and pulled out a couple coins to give to the driver. She stepped out closing the door behind as, the moment the door slammed closed the driver was off.

She adjusted her hair making sure she didn't look like she just woke up, once confident in her appearance she made her way to the front door and knocked a couple times. It didn't take long for Fitz to answer the door, he seemed a bit shocked Sophia was standing there.

"Surprise..."

Sophia said with a smile as she pulled out the flyer from her back pocket. She opened it up and showed it to him.

"Not sure if I fit the requirements but it definitely sounds interesting."

After hearing the news Marley ran like a mad man to the signing booth. Trying to catch his breath he spoke with such passion in his voice saying...

I've been waiting YEARS for an event like this so I can release all this aggression my friend has been going on and on about.

My Therapist...I mean....friend... keeps saying I need to talk it out but screw that! I can punch people AND get paid this sounds perfect !

Marley quickly fills out the application form with such excitement he seemed to be glowing as if signing up was the equivalent to him entering the through the beloved pearly gates. After completing the application Marley's grin could be seen from ear to ear looking aroudn the room he noticed BrotherHec.

Hec!? Your signing up too? I've always wanted to punch you in the face for all those times I couldn't pick your pocket! 

You know this just keeps getting better and better!!!

I walk up too the back of the place and go through an small alley and two the back, The back is full of sweaty men, punching heavy punching bags and kicking them as well. Coaches are helping out and this looks like an great place to win some more souls for myself Deadstro.

I walk over too the counter and sign my name in ink and then go onto a few hours of training. This mostly consists of watching others and see how they fight, so I can adapt when I fight them. My heart pounds and it feels as if it was going to fall out right then and there. But I keep on going and push it. I grab an nearby water bottle and throw it over my pulsing head and I take an small break.

With all my training and hard work I may have an shot in this tournament after all.

TEAM SATAN IS HERE TO STAY

After hours of wandering around the city without shoes on and smoking a few blunts, Chong happens to run into the Mega Green Mansion Grand. He sees a crowd forming around the table and in his curiosity decides to find out what the hype is all about. A few strangers approach and trade distasteful gazes before, finally, a helpful soul shows himself. He points Chong into the direction of what seem to be waiting chairs. A few minutes pass and sure enough, just as soon as Chong finishes rolling another joint, a huge Goliath looking beast waves him inside the doors. 

Inside a man, who's desk name plate reads "FitzChivarly", begins to talk and Chong isn't really paying that much attention. As his eyes wander around the room, he wonders why the door guard was so huge. Why the mansion was so beautiful, why the giraffe in the painting was moving. Okay maybe one of those was the weed. His attention is lost until he hears the words "six figure cash prize". Without hesitation he jolts from his seat and proclaims "I can win that money!". 

Fitz and Chong seem to share an awkward stare before a slight smirk comes across Fitz's face. Chong grabs the sheet from the desk and fills out the form as quickly as possible before exiting the room to spark his joint. 

On his way out he looks around the area and sees some almost familiar faces, BrotherHec being the most stand out. He pays it no mind as he completely forgot why he was there by the time he hit the exit. 

Being a fellow street fighter, grappler and the King of Strong Style, Chairman Nakamura arrived to the scene to enter and up the anté a bit.  He approached Mr. Chivalry with a briefcase and a signed application.

"Mr. Chivalry, I have here my signed application to enter the competition.  And right here, I have a brief case of $5,000,000 that I would like to add to the prize money.  I welcome all fighters to face the King of Strong Style."

He set the briefcase down at the feet of FitzChivalry, placed the application in his hand and continued walking down the street.  The battle lines have been drawn.

BrotherHec realizes the pot is up to ten million dinaros 

So um...Can we call out people for fights or make requests once all the fighters are determined?! 

Glares around the room looking at her competition, with a chuckle and a smirk she listens to BrotherHec's request.

As he sat on the sidewalk, watching the competitors enter the establishment, Raoh realised that this was right up his street. He had practised in the 'Iron First' style for many years and mastered it. This appeared to be the perfect opportunity to test his skills against game opposition, faces which he had seen around these streets for a while.

Rising up, he smiled and made his way to the entrance. As the two large men at the main door attempted to stand in his way, visibly shaking already, he removed the flyer from his pocket and handed it over, much to their relief.

"I am here for the competition" he stated

As they stood aside, Raoh gazed up, inspecting the full scale building before looking forward and entering.

After what had seemed a long time, finally the news of the $15,000,000 prize pool had got around enough and the card had been filled. Fighters from all over the country were willing to take part and it was time to announce who would be up against who. Fitz had managed to get one of the more literate folk around the green regime HQ to draw up a list of names and who each fighter would be up against in the first round of the King of the Ring tournament. Camp pulled out his favourite crayons and spent the night working on the poster so that Fitz could put it up in the streets for all to see how the event would begin.

Fitz pinned the poster onto the wall of the Casino so that all fighters could see who would be trying to claim the title for the ugliest toughest mother fucker in our world.

Disorder - green (LV, The Strip)

Kerosene - Karen (Chi, South Side)

FishTheKitty - Tellurium (Philly, OCD)

SophiaRivers - Kurgan (Chi, The Loop)

PizzaLover - RobOakheart (NY, Brooklyn)

Chong - BobbyMunson (LA, Downtown)

Stoner_Marley - Deces (Chi, North Side)

Imperial - Badwolf- (LV, The Strip)

DonnieDomino - Bjorn_Ironside (NY, Bronx)

Nakamura - Nakamura (Chi, The Loop)

Wild_Horses - TonyCosta (LV, Paradise)

BrotherHec - BrotherHec (Chi, Northside)

ChristianGato - ChristianGato (DT, Downtown)

Bender - Slash (LV, Summerlin)

JoeRosoga - JoeRosoga (Philly, South Philly)

Chibs - Chibs (LA, Downtown)

Each of these brave mobsters were putting their pride on the line and had a real set of balls to be entering the ring and giving it a go. Fitz pinned the list of who would be fighting who next to the fighters list.

Knockout Stage 1

16th October

All fights will be 3 rounds of 5 minutes.

Winners will progress to the next stage.

Fight 1

General Disorder "The Destroyer" vs Kerosene "Crusher" Grinder

 

Fight 2

Pizza "Bazooka" Lover vs "Silky" Sophia Rivers

 

Fight 3

"Pretty Boy" Brother Hec vs "Big" Bender B. Rodriguez

 

Fight 4

Tommy "Jumbo" Chong vs Bob "Awesome" Marley

 

Fight 5

Donnie "The Ghost" Domino vs "Invincible" Shinsuke Nakamura

 

Fight 6

Christian "Bam Bam" Gato vs "The Gentleman" Wild Horses

 

Fight 7

Invincible "Ice Man" Imperial vs "Mr Untouchable" Fish TheKitty

 

Fight 8

Chibs "Big Daddy" Telford vs Joe "The Warrior" Rosoga

PizzaLover is going to win this tournament, and is looking forward to cat fight "Silky" Sophia Rivers. He states that he will definitley not be wearing any silky-like tight-fitting stuff on his sledge hammer like "bazooka" for this fight. "RAWWWR", he brawls as he proceeds to drink two beers simultaniously while looking angry but also looking pretty darn sexy.

When will it become appropriate to start smack talking my opponent? I've got some serious zingers lined up for BrotherHec ... like

"BrotherHec, your punches and jaw are as weak as this put down. Speaking of down, something something your mom last night, and that's where you'll end up at the end of the fight, too!" Bender stretches over his shoulder and pats himself on the back for the frightfully witty putdowns.

Bender struts of arrogantly, attempting to hide the scurdy cat wobble in his knee hinges as he knows he's woefully unprepared for any physical activity, never mind ultimate robot fighting.

My money will firmly be on our man, Disorder. We've been feeding him nothing but eggs and raw meat for weeks now. That must count for something, right? 

Prowling around the back of the room, Disorder rolled his shoulders. Looking twitchy and confused he listened to his boss.

"If me feeling really fucking agitated, over emotional and having irregular massive movements, then yes boss, its working a fucking treat!"

He bounced a little on his toes with none of the effortless grace normally seen in pro fighters. 

After patiently waiting Marley finally knew who his first opponent would be... 

shocked at the draft now realizing who he would be fighting Marley wondered if he would be able to fight his long time smoking partner Chong ...

Then suddenly Marley screamed!

"Chong you bastard! Imma knock you out for all the times you hogged the bong!!! BRING IT!!!"

Marley suddenly felt so pumped he IMMEDIATELY! left to go smoke another blunt...

Kerosene sits at the side of the ring getting drunk and preparing to get punched repeatedly in the face.

"I live for this effing stuff," he growls to nobody in particular.

Fitz had noticed their man Disorder had a particularly early night in preparation of what was to come and rumour had it all the other fighters would do the same to ensure they were well rested. A prize as big as this would demand their undivided attention and complete focus.

Fitz had woke up early, he couldn't really sleep, he was too excited and also nervous with how the event will go, he had been working hard to ensure everything was ready and full prepared, all that was left was for the fighters to show up and do their thing. green had had a late night, after pokering himself out he went to bed and Fitz didn't expect to see him up before 1pm.

Wandering past a local shop, Fitz saw a fresh delivery of news papers, clearly they'd not long come off the press. He picked one up and the ink had smudged a little at his touch. Instantly the front page headlines caught his attention.

What The Hec?

Reporters arrived at the gym of "Pretty Boy" BrotherHec last night to ask him some questions, when asked what he felt his chances were and what he thought of his opponent Hec was reported to have said his opponent Big Bender B. Rodriguez was nothing but a machine and that the guy didn't even have a heart. Hec said that because of this he would deliver Rodriguez a "System Malfunction". 

Bender responded by saying the only way he was getting beat is if he chose to beat himself and took a dive. The Las Vegas fighter who some also call The Gender Bender told reporters that he was "40% lucky, which is about 39.9% luckier than he is, judging from the face he was given at birth."

Strong words indeed from both fighters and this may be a sign that we could have a real grudge match on our hands. Experts predict this will be a grand spectacle and one of the more entertaining fights on the card given the nature of both men.

Jamaican Me Crazy!

Reporters also spent time with fighter Stoner_Marley to discuss what his take on the fight was and what motivated him to get through to that next round.

The North Side fighter told reporters there was no way that Tommy "Jumbo" Chong was going to get the better of him and that because he was a Jamaican he was likely to have a healthier set of lungs. Marley also stated that both fighters would be giving it their all, as Marley had been recruited by Chong's father before sadly passing away and felt he had a point to prove, while Chong himself would feel he had to retain some pride and fight to uphold his father's good name.

Sadly Chong was unavailable for questioning.

A Chib On The Shoulder

Reporters had managed to get hold of Chibs "Big Daddy" Telford before the big night and had asked him about his opponent Joe "The Warrior" Rosoga. Chibs had stated that he was more motivated than that punk JoeRosoga had ever been in his life, Telford stated he was there for the money and nobody would be getting in his way, not even the reporters apparently as shortly after his statement he had launched a severe attack on a defenceless camera man, knocking him to the ground.

Rosoga was more civilised when addressing the press and stated that he had been brought up all his life fighting, that he was an experienced brawler and it wasn't a case of if he would win or not but simply which round he would be knocking his opponent out in.

Experts also tip this to be a big fight, with Chibs pure aggression and Rosoga's experience this could be contender for Fight of the Night.

After reading these Fitz had smiled to himself, it was clear all fighters were gearing themselves up for a big night and Fitz couldn't wait for the night to get here. With his sprits lifted Fitz headed back to the headquarters to find the resident fruit, Orange. He wanted to double-double check everything was fine for the big night again!