Chaotic makes his way out into the streets and begins passing out flyers.

~Chaotic's Fight Club~

Bored? Want some action? Want to take out your anger on some random stranger!? Want to watch two or more people go at it in a ring whilst drinking booze? Then come down to Chaotic's! Here at Chaotic's fight club we sell alchohol,and fight! Who would of thought? Not much more to really say about that now,is there?

(OOC: The business is actually in the business district of Detroit,and in the future,perhaps more cities,but you'll notice in the thread a link that leads to my back alley for two reasons. My back alley really contains the business,so that it's easier for me to check on it from any city,and so you can post in it from any city! The link I will post in here is also on my profile,so stop by,and sign up for a match!

http://mafiareturns.com/comm/thread/97572/tpass/009f542baf1a4dbc7980c7d43703ab3e)

Prophet was handed and flyer he looked over it and thought about the idea and nodded before saying,

I like this idea, it's not been done before and this is actually an idea that could work that has come to the streets. Good luck with entries, I'm up for it anyone want to challenge me?

Prophet then left for the gym he was to start training. 

Conway just finished making a training fighter bloody and red, before getting the message that he would be in a challenge with -Prophet.

Sounds good, sorry to Prophet about his upcoming defeat and injuries, I am after all, The Conway.

Chaotic makes his way back out to the streets,noticing that he has a few contestants.

"So,I guess it's final,by June 21 23:59 the match will have to take place inside the fight club,if one no shows,the match will be rescheduled." And with that,he walks back into the fight club,waiting for the fighters to show.

Update!

OOC: Okay,so,there has been a new way to chose a winner in matches. Each fighter will post a long scenario of their match with the other person in MY MAILBOX. I will then evaluate on who I think overall the best RP'er is,and the winner will earn the right to post their scenario in the Fight club thread. They will also be known as the 'Champ' of the fight club and have bragging rights over all other fighters!

Lord_X follows the trail of flyers along the street until he spots someone handing out the flyers to people crowded on the streets. He pushes through the crowd and is quite astonished to see his friend -Chaotic- handing out the flyers. He goes forward and grabs a flyer from -Chaotic- and at it with a frown. After a quick read, Lord_X looks up at -Chaotic- with a smile...

Hey, this is great man! I could do with a good fight...been feeling quite down lately. Wonder how my fighting skills are....

He draws back his right arm and brings his clenched fist hard on -Chaotic-'s face. -Chaotic- lets out a grunt and goes stumbling back into an alley. Lord_X grimaces at his friend's bleeding nose and looks at his right fist....

Hmmm.....not bad. Sorry, mate....kinda happened unknowingly....

He bends down to help his friend up...

So where is this fight goin to happen? I wanna see how it goes...

Prophet walked around the corner after finishing some training he came back to get a quick coffee to see Chaotic on the ground bleeding and Lord_X Looking rather pleased with himself, Prophet couldn't help but grin. Prophet walked up to Lord X and gave him a map "come and watch my spectacular win! Watch the mighty James Conway fall to my hands, I'll see you there brother!" Prophet said and left for the coffee shop to grab a quick cup of joe before going back to the gym.

Conway was walking by to get himself a newspaper and maybe something hot, but noticed Prophet talking trash about himself. "Hey now, lets not get too ahead of ourselves eh Prophet? How about we let the punches talk for themselves, not the pretty little faces, am I right?"

MrBean strolling down the street sees a flyer on the ground.

Fight Club eh?  I feel sorry for the fools that try to go up against me.  I mean with my Teddy in my corner there's no way that I'll loose.  MrBean over hears two mean that he's never met before arguing about who's gonna win.  They both looked pretty scrawny and he knew he could take them and their girl like punches.  After all he could take a good punch since he's already used to being his families 'punching bag'.

After cleaning up his nose and slapping Lord on the back of his head,Chaotic makes his way back to the center of the very small crowd he managed to gather.

"So,it's final then. Bean,you want a match,Lord,buddy,you want a match? So be it. So its Lord_X,MrBean,and whichever of these two men leave with the championship in the ring in a tripples match. The winner gets the gold."

And with that,Chaotic walks back through a nearby alley,and into the fight club.

Prophet walks out of the fight club triumphant,"Come on come all and watch the cage fight between me and the axe murderer James Conway!" Prophet said with a bunch of Tickets giving them away so everyone can watch the fight clubs first official fight!

Chaotic makes his way back out to the streets.

"New change of plans." He begins. "Instead of a triples match,it will be a singles. MrBean versus the defending Champion,Prophet."

Conway, donning a fedora, waited outside of the Fight Club, anticipating the match. "You think you can steal my title, and make me look like some chump?" Conway thought about Prophet. "Time to get revenge."

Prophet walked out of the fight club bloodied, bruised and triumphant. Prophet sees all the men and women passing by, Prophet sees all the the mobsters posing as tough guys slumped against a wall, Prophet gave a smirk and yelled to a group of men ambushing a business men,"Oi! You tough guys over there!" The men turned around,"Yeah you! You think your tough 6 men on 1? There's a fight club behind me, anyone feeling man enough to take me on I'll be back after my win of Mr Bean. I'll take y'all if I have to!" Prophet laughed.

Damn, looks like that interference wasn't enough. Guess it's time to contact that MrBean guy, maybe it's time for a rematch. If Prophet isn't scared, that is.

Prophet was just sitting on a city bench when James Conway started to trash talk him, bruised and broken from the surprise attack of last week Prophet got to his feet like an old man,"Keep talking trash like that Mr Conway and we'll have a repeat of our last match," Prophet said with a smile and a wink.

Well I guess it's final now. We have a rematch, tonight. No tricks, no jokes. Me and MrBean versus you and... how about Chaotic? Better get to training Prophet.

Chaotic walks out into the streets,a disappointed look on his face.

"Sorry to announce,(Not that there are many who actually care)that the fight club is being closed down. This is due to disagreements,the lack of business,and...well,that about sums it up."

Note to anybody still interested in the Fight Club(not many I predict), the results of the recent match between Conway and MrBean versus Prophet and Chaotic can be seen in a new Fight Club. This was a very bloody battle and I would not want other spectators to see it lay to waste. The Fight Club is located at (OOC:http://mafiareturns.com/comm/thread/97810/tpass/a1c01b08e4d3c80344f945e28958b415). Send me a message if interested about a Fight Club.

Johnny drives up in his black jeep and rolls the window down and whistles so loud EVERYONE heard it!

"Ehem! Now that I have your attention! I'd like to say that I do not like this Fight Club, since it has advertisement MY fight arena doesn't!" says Johnny looking straight at Chaotic