#she mostly didn’t disguise herself. figures she can play off her hair horns and tail as part of her costume.

[cloudbattrolls]

This is rough so I’m not gonna put it in the tag proper but basic sketch of what Ullane’s ball outfit looked like this year. She thought she was so funny dressing up as a butterfly fairy until Ulisse came along.

[dcmissionaries]

Our Princesses are Definitely in this Castle [Part 1]

With the flaming zombie tornado quelled and ghost hunter badges recollected from Romero and Carpen Town, our Angels returned to a distressed crowed back at the Abbey. From what little information they could give, volunteers and visiting humans reported several prominent Angels missing. Concern piled up once everybody realized that both Strappon and Father Handcuffs failed to return despite the fact that both left Romero and Carpen Town before anybody. Panic set in shortly after and a few grueling weeks passed since then. Many Abbey residents became restless and other theorized possible reasons for the disappearances. To help ease them, Thrones worked on calming the Angels, guiding them in the absense of their leaders. This gave a few others a chance to hold council to come up with a plan. At the behest of Tunic, those with seniority in Daten and military experience were gathered after receiving crucial intel from an inside informant. The group consisted of Duster, Caplet, and Ovr'Kot with guest appearances from Blazer, Hot Pants, and Sukafu. The group at first was confused as to why Demons would turn on themselves, but putting their political strife aside they made haste in formulating a plan. After a few stressful hours, they settled on a plan: Sukafu will become a scout. He shall disguise himself as a Hell Corp. cyborg and relay any useful information ranging from patrol schedules to the locations of their leaders. After the verdict, Sukafu went to work almost immediately. He successfully joined Hell Corp. with the council building upon their plan as information became available. In time, a small strike team was formed for the actual infiltration. Demons had a little less action than Angels. Sure, there was a buzz after the Angels and priests were captured, but they returned to their busy lifestyles after five minutes of mocking. They couldn't risk being off their shifts too long without having their pays docked. A few high ranking Demons did keep close tabs on their prisoners, one Demon keeping a bit too many tabs. It was the informant, Jokki, who would frequent the prisoners. She would often take them for her own projects, mostly cleaning animal enclosures, as a cover to gather information to relay back to Angels. It wasn't long until others became suspicious of her and eventually she was forbidden from seeing them. It was prime time for Shroud to unveil his plans. The week was nearing its end with Demons swamped with work as usual. That or attempting to steal their work from Fundoshi, the poor guy really needs a lengthy vacation. The intercoms turned on, feedback playing through them. "Good afternoon, we are to meet in the training arena within the hour. I think it's about time our guests were shown our true hospitality." As the intercoms turned off, many Demons became giddy. Were they gonna pit them against each other? Sounded like a good form of entertainment! Or maybe they'll fight them! Maybe they'll gain a rank by defeating high ranking Angels. Oh the possibilities! Let's pray to the Lord that nothing bad actually happens. 

DEFINITELY THIS CASTLE. YEP. The Demons of Hell Corp have been summoned to the arena for an extra-special event. --------

Today was clearly a day for celebration, and Hell Corp was practically busting at the seams with excitement. The clamor about the halls was extraordinary- as if there was some sort of free food, a peep show of momentous proportions, or everyone was let out early. Either way, it was clear to the passerby that Hell Corp had one Hell of an event planned (pun intended).   Seats in the Coliseum were filling up quickly, the murmur of excited demons filled the air as everyone whispered about the tarp-covered cages in the middle. They had captured someone from the opposing side, or several, and some could recall a similar event that had happened the year prior. Needless to say, it was worth the excitement.

BRIT:  Shroud stood in the very middle of the stadium with his arms crossed  behind his back, waiting patiently for the seats to fill. He looked so  filled with enthusiasm, the narrator points out with sarcasm.

NAIVESPACEMAN:  Bling stepped into the Coliseum, flanked on all sides by the biggest,  most basic NPC lookin' thug mother fuckers you ever did see. Her own  personal entourage of thugs she had since growing up. None of them  were demons when she had them beating up street rats back in the day.  She fixed that when she joined Hell Corp. The jewelry covered demon  made her way to a seat in the lower middle. Close enough to see the  action, but not close enough to get covered in blood. She just had  this outfit cleaned, you know. Bling folded her arms over her chest  and crossed her legs as her entourage took all the seats around and  behind her. Her eyes narrowed at bit at Shroud.

SALAD ASS:  Tails of course, was dressed for the occasion, if anything  overdressed. He tried to find a seat as close as possible to the show,  knowing he wanted to hear and see and even feel everything that  happens. He was excited to say the least, a sharp tooth grin stretched  across his face, it was rare he ever allowed himself to go out to any  big events but he made this particular one an exception.

OWLIE:  Circlet was slightly annoyed at the fact she had to delay her work.  And as she entered the Coliseum, her eardrums were nearly blasted off  by the other demons' excitement. Sighing, she seated herself at the  middle rows, alone. She's here so she might as well enjoy the show..

KRO:  Well this day has finally arrived and Jokki was a little nervous. Not  because of what they've got in store for their guests, but she was far  more concerned about the possibility of being ratted out publicly for  helping Angels. As if Fundoshi chastising her wasn't enoug.   Hairpin was just as anxious, but he actually had the ability to worry  about some of his friends since he wasnt a

OSCARK9:  Dress Socks walked into the Coliseum with a smile on his face. He  looked around and sees newly faces that he never met. Inside, he saw  some of the hellbents, demons, inquisitors, and of course, the  Absolute. He was finding a seat for himself and took the middle seat  to see the action. With a smile on his face and a little bit of  lolipops that he brought in a lunch bage, he can wait to see what's  going on in the Coliseum.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  Sneaker heels was escorted out of her pimped out black hearse,four  tall body guards assuming their position at her sides. Her body  adorned in a lacey black dress. She was sipping the last drop of a  glass of wine and with a soft sigh she tosses the glass in the middle  of the street. With a smirk she sashays inside of the Coliseum. What a  lady.  Her guards crouch down, making a seat for her and with the flip  of her hair SN directed her attention to Shroud.

KRO:  SINCE he wasn't doing much to aid the enemy.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori stretches as he sits down in the very back of the coliseum,  for consideration sake. There was suddenly a bunch of commotion that  woke him out of his mid afternoon nap and he just followed the crowd  here. The sudden jolt from waking up caused a ceiling tile to be  impaled and stuck on one of his horns, not that he noticed. His eyes  still a bit sleepy, and fought back the urge to nap. Jeokori looked  around for one of the five people he actually knows.  Fascinator's eyes quieted in the sunlight, his skin itching and his  retinas slightly burning. It's been days since he last went outside  outside of work purposes and it was a fucking experience. He didn't  really know anyone here, and he felt his chest begin to tighten with  anxiety. His heart began to beat faster and it was getting hard to  breathe. Fascinator sunk into the closest seat he could find, and  prayed that someone who knew him would call him over. Hopefully.  Maybe. Possibly?

SAIYAN:  Bowtie had made her way from her desk all the way through the long  hallways to the Colosseum. She thought back to the last time she was  here. It had been a long time for sure. She made her way to her a seat  that was open next to Jokki and sat down.

 “So what do you think is in the box? Must be important if the  summoned ALL of us here” Bowtie said to her.

KUMA:  Sukajan had heard about the event and decided she'd show up. It would  really be her first time around so many demons. She didn't think it'd  be a significant lead to her father's location, but it was better than  nothing. In very back she spotted a tall, pink, and familiar figure.  Sukajan went next to Jeokori and waved.

TORI:  Ah yes, this was certainly a day for excitement and interest from  demons everywhere. Everybody would be flooding coliseum and gathering  around in anticipation for what was about to occur, though honestly  many probably weren't sure exactly what that thing was. It was just an  interesting day all around, everybody was quite excited for the events  of the day. Well… almost everybody. Not every demon today was as  excited and energetic as some of the others, and that little Demon was  Waist Belt, though he hated that name and just went by Etch. He had  sat himself quite far from some of the other Demons, as they all piled  up at the front Etch found himself a nice little seat where no other  demons had surrounded and sat his butt carefully onto the chair. Etch  was what you would call a paranoid mess, he had a bad feeling about  the day and could only imagine things going wrong, but hopefully that  wasn’t going to be the case. Etch had a lot of reasons more than  just anxiety when it came to sitting far away from the fellow demons,  for one, he didn't like demons all that much. Now sure that may be  hypocritical of him considering he was a demon, but nobody said  anything about him liking himself either. Sitting in the chair legs  swinging slightly in the air as he was far too small to actually reach  the ground with his feet, the little succubus looked around at his  fellow demons. All of them were so scary, sure some seemed nice, and  maybe a few weren't as bad as they seemed, but in the end they were  all terrifying to the boy, every single one of them. Part of the boy  just wanted to be an angel, this was more reason that he separated  himself from the demons around him. He just hoped that he wouldn't  have to talk to anybody today. Hopefully the fact that he was as alone  as he could be wouldn’t attract any unnecessary attention. From his  seat however Etch couldn't help but peek up at the absolute, of all  the scary demons, he was the scariest, he didn't even want to think  about him so as quick as he could he buried his head into his hands  and ran them back into his hair, avoiding the three little horns set  on his head… god he hoped those didn't grow at all.

HITA:  Stretching out its legs, Volto Foglia cracked its neck and adjusted  its mask on its face.  Its bird circled the room briefly before  alighting onto the demon's head again.  Ignoring the rabble of the  others took effort sometimes, truly, but not now.  Its intense focus  was centered solely on the Absolute and what he brought with him to  the Colosseum.  Would it be impressed?  Probably not.  Rarely was it  ever impressed with this Sector.  Though this Absolute had earned its  grandmother's respect, unlike many others, but clearly there was some  lunacy involved in being in charge of this Sector.  Groaning to  itself, VF cracked its neck once more as Cerniera surveyed the arena.  Perhaps it might get to beat someone up today.  Hopefully.

BRIT:  Amulet sat next to Hairpin and leaned in toward him.  "This is going to be just as fun as the last time, sans your sister  getting stabbed." He whispered to him with a short chuckle.

 Fundoshi sighed from the middle of the arena beside Shroud. This was  very different from the last time and he was actually wishing he'd  kept his underwear on. But there it was, implanted in the ground in  front of him as he rested his hands on "Unleashed."  His eyes wandered to Jokki and he gave her a kind of nod in greeting.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori peeked up seeing Sukajan as he waved enthusiastically. He  smiled brightly, the dimples in his cheeks showing as he showed a  paper,  "Sukajan! I wasn't expecting you, I'm happy to see you!"  He got up as he kneeled down to look her in the eyes.

PYROBIRD:  Any opportunity Belt Buckle had to get away from the pencil pushing  was a good opportunity, especially if there was a chance for some  action or classic Colosseum violence. She shoved her way through the  arena's halls with little care for any spilled snacks or falls she  might've caused.

 After making her way to the inner circle, BB scanned the crowd for her  friend Overalls.

 "Damn, must not be here," she thought. After all, Ralls did like to  skip out on these events time to time to follow the roaming pandas.  Instead of wasting more time standing on the steps, BB started to jog  down them towards the front row, just in case they needed some  volunteers. This might be a chance to get back some honor after being  beaten up the last time she was here.

KRO:  Jokki raised a brow at Bowtie, "We all know what's in the box... And  it's not a box of dicks. Well, I guess it depends on the context."   She stops herself before further explaining her joke. The Angels were  dicks. She waved at Fundoshi with a nervous smile. Was she sweating?  Probably. Poor thing, she's got anxiety.

  Hairpin nudged Amulet, "Honey, you're not helping. We both know this  is gonna involve some of my friends so have a little more tact."

KUMA:  Sukajan felt a bit embarrassed by him kneeling down. She knew he  didn't mean anything by it but it was an emphasis on their height  difference, and specifically her shortness. She cleared her throat.  "Yeah its nice to see you too. I'm not... exactly sure what's going  on, but I just figured I should come."

SALAD ASS:  Yeezy of course clumsily and violently made her way to her seat,  finding Tails and sitting next to him with snacks and a mouth full of  hot cheetos. He muddled excited voice was yelling and spiting chunks  of spiciness all over Tails clean and prep and perfect outfit in which  resulted in him shoving the snack down her fucking throat like a  heathen.

OWLIE:  Circlet's eyes wandered for a bit. She looked up to see the absolute,  the only demon she'll never piss off. Then she here eyes drifted  towards the faces of the other demons in the arena. almost all of them  were total strangers to her... But she saw one familiar face among the  sea of strangers.

OWLIE:  "Hey Dress socks!" Circlet waved, she's practically shouting over the  other demon's noise

SAIYAN:  Dick in a box played in Bowtie’s mind for a moment before she  started laughing as she got the joke.

 “Yeah I guess you could say that! Hopefully we can get a few hits on  them ourselves!” Bowtie smiled as she cracked her knuckles.

 That would be nice, especially since there hasn’t been much in terms  of fun going on. At least this in and of itself was a nice break from  the monotony of paper work.

OSCARK9:  While Dress Socks was waiting for the event to start from the  Absolute, he reach inside the bag and took out his main fave Green  Pop. What can he say, he like sweets. Especially if they're green. "Oh  sweet lime, take me away to a sweet life." Like that, he put it in his  mouth and enjoying the flavor. While enjoying the flavor, he heard  voice that was calling him and a familiar one at that. He turn to see  who it is and it was Circlet. "Oh! Hey Circlet!" He waved at her and  shouted back with a smile on his face.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  SN yawned softly and crossed her arms, her eyes closed, "Better than  having interviewers make me deepthroat a mic for a half hour..." She  groaned, who knew talking and oral were the same thing for her? SN  opens her eyes and she leans against the arm of her "chair" earning a  small grunt from guard. "No familiar faces either.. There's gotta be  someone as bored as me." SH murmured as she looked around.

EMI:  Mankini strolled into the bench area, wearing some bejeweled  sunglasses and holding a coffee. It had been a long time since he'd  been around and his paperwork had piled up to obscene levels. He  actually barely recognized the crowd at this point.

 He tilted his sunglasses down and looked straight at any demons he saw  under 5 feet tall. Today was gonna be a good day back.

EMI:  Somewhere in the distance, Nightshirt leaned back in his chair, far in  the back. He had a good enough view of everything, at least if he sat  up.

HITA:  Glancing around once more, Cerniera took flight and coasted around the  room, eyes locking onto a small form huddled all to itself.  She let  out a warning shriek (because she wasn't uncultured and could, in  fact, be polite) before landing on the bench next to Etch.  Creeping  forward, she considered the child and handed him one of her feathers.  A great honor, she felt, to bestow on anyone.

 With the bird's take off, Volto Foglia had to follow after its pet to  ensure she wasn't harassing others... again.  Instead, as it took an  almost circuitous route, it spotted several groupings of demons and  sneered beneath its mask.  How sad, it thought, that none of these  demons were worth even half a single South-Western demon.  Though with  this in mind it was frankly surprised to see Cerniera near another  demon, let alone a small and clearly weaker one.  Head tilting, it saw  she had given the boy a feather and it grinned beneath the mask it  wore.  Regardless of its feelings on the matter, its Nan would beat IT  for not protecting a small child.  That in mind the tall demon sat  down beside Etch, effectively blocking him from other demons, and  stretched out once more with a small wave to the boy beside it.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori nods as he pats the seat next to him, the ceiling tile shaking  on his horn. He sits backs down as he points to the covered cage and  handed her another note,  "Something about that."  Fascinator looked down at the floor, self conscious about himself.  Everyone had friends, except him. Perfect. That's fine. It wasn't  fine. He was screaming internally as he wished someone would tap his  shoulder. This is what happens when you don't got friends.

SALAD ASS:  "Stop being a food whore and sit down, Youre gonna ruin the show with  your loud mouth smacking." Tails hissed under his breath, shoveing  Yeezy into her seat a,d brushing all the discharge of food that landed  on his handsome frame.

OWLIE:  Circlet stood up from her seat and sat herself next to Dress Socks,  "Isn't this intriguing?" She asked him, "I wonder what's behind those  covered cages...?"

BRIT:  Amulet's nose scrunched up a little.  "I can't believe you're friends with those rash Angels. They're  unruly." He said, leaning back to his original position. "Ah, well.  Maybe it's just your generation."  He wasn't fond of that idea either.

KUMA:  Sukajan took the seat next to him, happy to be seated for a couple  reasons. She then glanced up at the cages. Her head tilted a little as  she tried to think of what they might be for.

KUMA:  (hit enter too early) "Well it probably isn't to show off a giant  bird,"  she commented.

OSCARK9:  "Yeah." He answers her. He look over to the cover cage. "I wonder too.  Maybe it's a price of something." He guess. "It could be anything. But  for now, want some pops?" He ask her.

OSCARK9:  *prize

HITA:  There was a pause before gloved hands landed with a smack onto  Fascinator's shoulders.  A grin spread over Rose's face as she plopped  onto the seat next to her mother's friend.  Tucking back her hair, her  eyes tracked over the action on the arena below.  How boring, she  thought, though she did lean into Fascinator.  "How's things, buddy?"

KRO:  Hairpin frowned, "If it's any better, I care more for one of them."  Hairpin leans in close, cupping his mouth as if he was a gossiping  preschooler, "It's uh...the one that hooks you up with the goods that  I care more about."   Hairpin corrected himself in his seat, straightening out his suit  hoping that Amulet at least felt sympathy for that bit.

TORI:  Well so much for sitting where nobody will bother him. Etch happened  to notice quite clearly when the weird demon that was Mankini looked  at him, and as quick as he could he did his best to avert his gaze as  quick as he could. Locking eyes with any demon in Etch mind was a bad  idea. Maybe they were like cats and considered that to be a sign of  wanting to fight or something. Regardless of what that demon wanted  Etch would do his best to just ignore him for now, hoping to god that  he wasn’t going to talk to him. However Etch nearly jumped out of  his seat when he heard of what sounded like a fucking bird coming  right towards him, he almost jumped out of his spot before looking at  the bird that hand landed next to him, which had just proceeded to  hand him a feather. Now Etch wasn’t scared of animals like he was  birds, and he was happy to receive such a gift from such a kind  creature, thinking more about it he couldnt help but feel like it was  kind of cute, and took the feather in his hand gently, unsure what to  do he spoke up to the bird. Etch’s voice was very soft and feminine,  his words came out incredibly smooth and his voice to some could  almost be considered hypnotic, maybe he should look into ASMR.

 “Th-thank you…”

 His words were quick, but to the point, however, what happened next  was something that he did not want to happen, nor did he know how to  handle. Looking away from the bird he took notice of something that he  had ignored on accident, but before he knew it, it was too late. Right  next to him was a giant of a demon, was this even allowed, were demons  allowed to be this tall, this seemed illegal, this was no fair, in  fact, being next to him only made Etch feel smaller. However, the  demon waved at him, so reflexively Etch sat up in his seat, his feet  unable to touch the ground still, in fact he felt like he shrank, and  he waved back cutlery before speaking anxiously.

 “H-H-H-Hello… I-I um… Hi… uh…. hhhh”

OWLIE:  "Yep," Circlet replied, taking a red lollipop from Dress Socks, then  she looked over to the center of the coliseum, waiting for the event  to start. She's actually felt excited by now, she hopes to see some  violence.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori pursed his lips as he replies,  "These demons do have giant birds though…"  He began to theorize of possible entities. Perhaps it was son sort of  beast abomination they made in a lab? They caught enemies? Maybe they  just wanted to show off a new cage. Yes, a shiny new cage. He leaned  closer to Sukajan as he whisper noted,  "Maybe they're trying to get demons for lab testing."  Fascinator screamed in shock as he squirmed. Lord, the curse was real.  He didn't think the gypsy was right but he was wrong. He was gonna  die, and none shall mourn his death. He didn't want this- oh wait. It  was a wild Rose. Settling back down he shakily stutters,  "H-Hi! Didn't expect you here. Seems like a crap shoot right now."

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  "God damn it I swear if its an anim-" She pauses for a moment, making  well, its an ahegao face if any of her guards knew one, before  sneezing. Not just any sneeze, one high pitched enough to break the  wine glass beside her, which was thankfully empty. "I  fuckin..ughhhhh!" She buffs and removes her lipstick tube from her  cleavage, she puts it to her lips. Now to match a dart and a birdy.

KUMA:  "They do? I guess I still have a lot to learn about demons," Sukajan  said legitimately taken aback by that fact. She was also confused by  the mention of the labs. It was really evident on her face. "Oh well  sometimes in gangs if you capture someone from the rival gang you'll  like embarrass them or torment them in front of your underlings. It's  supposed to be a moral boost."

HITA:  Tilting its head, Volto Foglia scooted slightly to the left in order  to give the small demon some space.  Despite its size and general  misanthropy towards others of the Sector, it wouldn't hurt a child.  Flipping out a notepad, it began to scratch out some sort of message  as Cerniera rubbed her face into the small demon's shoulder.  Apparently, she had decided this boy was a good child.  Message done,  VF reached over to pet Cerniera gently for a moment before revealing  the notepad.

 'It is Volto Foglia.  Its bird friend is Cerniera.  She seems to like you.  And wants to protect you.'

 Popping off its mask, the tall demon placed the mask on its lap and  smiled kindly at Etch, knowing its face was probably a kinder thing to  look at than a hunk of metal.  Cerniera let out a coo, wing draping  over the small boy's lap.

 Rose laughed at the scream, amused beyond reason that Fascinator was  so easily spooked.  "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's gonna be neat, at  least, yeah?"  Her hands gestured to the tarp-covered cages at the  center.  "I mean, maybe it's a new ghost!  Or something to beat up?  Who knows, right?"  Her hands gestured more wildly at that, excitement  clear.  She wished her mother was here but apparently she had business  to attend to with Gorgons, something about a turf war with some of the  demons of another Sector trying to take over part of the sea.  Still,  at least something interesting was happening.  "It'll be fun, I bet."

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori looked at her as he tried to imagine her humiliating someone  else. Keyword: try. He honestly couldn't see Sukajan doing that, gang  or not. She was a nice hooman. Unlike Fascinator, who does freaky  shit. He shook his head as he snickered a bit as he pats her head,  passing on a note,  "I can't… see you doing any of that."  Fascinator narrowed his eyes at the cage as he hums quietly,  "Maybe, I just hope it isn't a bull."  The gypsy's fortune will be feared. He smiles brightly at Rose as he  chuckles,  "Right, I should cheer up. Doesn't help being blue. Anyways how're you  Rose in this heat?"  He was dying in the sun, his pasty pale skin was use to playing hide  and seek with the warm rays of sun light.

SALAD ASS:  "God this is so booooring when is it gonna staaaart I came here for  fun not, whatever the fuck this is." Yeezy whined in her chain,  shoveling popcorn into her mouth out of boredom.

KUMA:  "Well we haven't really... yet." Sukajan's voice was a bit small when  she said that, but she got some confidence as she continued. "We don't  have any enemies really. We have a plan for what to do, of course.  Just in case..."

BRIT:  Shroud scanned the crowd before turning to the rather quiet set of  covered cages. Birds always quieted down when covered, even if they  needed a little help for the human.

 "Attention, demons: Thank you all for attending this event. I'm sure  you await with bated breath the reveal of our prey. First, I would  like to explain what the event is about."  He walked over to the cages, motioning Fundoshi to pull the tarps off.

 Fundoshi pulled them off to reveal their live prey: Strappon (who had  his mouth taped), Bifocals, Broshades, Father Handcuffs, Undershirt,  and Dermal.

 Strappon struggled with his bindings, clearly a spitfire.

 "Welcome our pincushions, a choice selection of high-ranking Angels  and two Men of the Lord. They will be your entertainment for tonight."  He began again, walking across the cages, "We will be choosing several  of our ranks to show these honored guests our excellent hospitality-  facing off against hem- as punishment for stitching their noses where  they don't belong."

NAIVESPACEMAN:  Bling had her head resting on her hand as she watched Shroud and his  lap dog just stay in the middle of the area, not really doing  anything. She frowned, closing her eyes for a moment in annoyance at  how long they were taking just to pull down a bunch of tarps. She  hoped that meant Shroud was actually an old man and might die of being  an old fart soon or something. So she could jump on his position. She  opened her eyes when Shroud spoke out again. Bling raised her head off  of her hand at the sight of several high and mighty jackasses in  cages. Her brow raised, with the added information that a few people  here were going to be fighting them. She should've figured something  was going to fight something. It's a Collesium.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  SUn's pointed ears perked up at the word pincushion, arousing her  curiosity. Hopefully there'd be blood the rocker thought. With a grin  she dug her nails into the back of her guard, at the edge of her seat.  "Wonder who they're gonna pick.~" Sneaker Heels purred to herself as  she watched the angels squirm. A show and bondage? Slow start but for  this it was worth it.

OSCARK9:  Dress Socks was surprise that the Higher Ups capture the Angels for  snooping. "Well serves them right for doing that." He said. With a  wide smile on his face, he wonders who will facing who. Oh the wonders  of entertainment!

KRO:  Jokki side-eyed Bowtie, clearly upset by the arrangment. She was  worried her behavior today will get her in trouble, but given her  track record she shouldn't give a fuck anymore. She was about to  respond but stopped as the tarps were removed. So it begins.

  Hairpin looked on with one hand on Amulet's which he was fiddling  with.

  Shades somewhat covered his eyes, letting them adjust to the  lighting. As that happened, he couldn't quiet put his finger on where  he heard the Demon Absolute's voice. It sounded a bit too much like...  Like... That was the mayor's voice. He finally found which exact Demon  was the gotdang mayor.   practically plastering himself on his cage's wall he pointed to  Shroud, "So this is where you are! Where's city hall you oompa  loompa!?"   Jokki nearly lost it but Hairpin didn't make the effort to contain  his laughter. Oompa loompa, holy shit.

TORI:  Etch certainly had no idea what to think of the illegally tall person  before him. Were they nice, mean, scary, crazy, kind, who knows  honestly, but Etch was having a hard time fully grasping what exactly  this demon wanted with him. However, Etch took some interest when the  demon began to write in the notepad. Etch had never met somebody who  would just sit next to you to ignore you so he figured this must have  something to do with something. Maybe they couldn’t talk? Whatever  the reason it did not entirely get rid of Etch fear, and he was still  unsure what to think. He did however quite like the bird that was  being quite friendly, though he wasn’t entirely sure what to do, or  if he could touch them. Before long however Etch was able to take a  look at the demon again and saw that they had finished writing in the  notepad. Ah… a message? Etch figured that they probably couldn't or  prefered not to speak, so he didn’t question it. Reading carefully  Etch looked up at the demon still quite frightened and spoke up again.  Though this time he forced a little smile on his face.

 “U-uh i-it's nice to m-m-meet you V-Volto… Foglia... “ He had to  think about how to pronounce the name before speaking it. Despite only  being a demon for a short ammount of time and still possessing a  little bit of a japanese accent Etch was rather good with english.  “N-Nice to um… meet you… I l-l-like your b-bird…”

 Etch was a little surprised to see the demon before him take off the  mask, and although the face underneath still scared him, it certainly  was not as bad as the mask he had on before, and did allow Etch to  find some more comfort. However His attention was turned away from the  demon before him to the announcement that was now to be spoken by  Shroud.

 Etch saw the angels in the cage and despite his demonic nature, his  heart did sink a little. Although he would not speak this Etch was  quite a fan of angels, and really did not want to see them all trapped  up like this. And to hear that the demons would be fighting against  them was well, it wasn't fun to think of. Tapping his feet together  Etch took a deep breath and simple sighed, he was hoping he wouldn't  have to fight anybody today, especially not angels. The angels they  had captured were quite friendly looking and all seemed very kind, not  at all like the demons around him. Etch just felt like hed fit in  better but, he knew that was not an option, and so he pushed those  feelings aside and sat still in his chair, clearly a little  uninterested in the situation.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori pursed his lips, unsure if the whole speech was suppose to be  taken seriously with all the puns. He pursed his lips, unsure if he  ever saw those people but he nudged Sukajan,  "Damn, you were right Suka."  Perhaps she was able to see the future. He squinted his eyes as he  considered this possibility.  Fascinator was about to say something but then voila, the cage was  revealed. He didn't really recognize everyone but then he saw Shades!  He calls out while waving,  "Shades! Heeey! Whats up buddy? What're you doing in a- Oh… wait."  He pursed his lips as he sunk in his seat. Well this was awkward.  Fascinator twiddled his thumbs as a cold sweat dripped down his brow.

SAIYAN:  Bowtie looked down at the box that was now uncovered. Well it looks  like there dicks in a box after all.

 Undershirt had been rattling a cup against the bars of the cage. The  cup was gift from Caplet that said #1 Dad on it. Why he had it with  him he had no idea. This time cooped up had been so fucking boring and  he had the bejeweled theme song stuck in his head for the past few  days. At least he could now see outside of the cage since the tarp was  removed. He then dropped the cup and looked around at the coliseum  filled with Demons.

 “Holy…” he started to say before stopping himself.

OWLIE:  "Damn, this ought to be good," Circlet said to herself, sneering.  seeing the angels in the cages, she rapped her fingers against the  armrests, excited.

KUMA:  Sukajan groaned a bit at the puns. She wondered how someone could took  all this seriously with those. However, she was very pleased with  herself at the reveal that her guess was correct. She looked back up  at Jeokori and noticed his squinted eyes of suspicion.  "It was just my intuition," Sukajan said with a shrug. "This is also  what tends to happen in movies and stuff like that."  Though she did have some concern about all this. Who were those people  down there in the cage anyways? What had they done. There was now some  unease setting in.

HITA:  Upon the revelation of what was in the cage, Rose grinned, sharp teeth  glinting violently.  "Well... it seems like today is fun!"  Turning  her attention to the question though, Rose smiled softly at the man.  "I'm fine.  I'm built for sterner things ya know.  You an' me, pasty  pal, we'll be all right."

 Humming, VF looked out at the arena, neither agreeing with or  disagreeing with Etch's statement on whether it was good to meet him  or not.  It did try to smile kindly, though its attention was arrested  quite firmly by the ruckus at the center.  Eyes narrowing on the  angels and humans, it sneered in the direction of the Absolute.  So it  was this again.  Joy of joys.

 Tap.  Tap-tap.  Tap tap-tap tap.  Bifocals continued on playing  Bejeweled, the music clearly being pushed straight towards Undershirt.   However, the comment about the Oompa Loompa's made her snort, lose,  and sigh.  Still, with a grin she brought up YouTube and began playing  the very song Shady mentioned.

BRIT:  Shroud's resounding silence at the comments about his height was  deafening.  "Oh, sew you finally recognize me?" He asked, turning to Shades.  "Don't you know where city hall is? I thought that was common  knowledge."  He scoffed and turned back to the rest of the crowd.

 Strappon struggled further in his bindings, kicking as much as he  could.

 "Sew who will be first?" Shroud asked.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori noticed Sukajan's unease and placed a hand on her shoulder. He  writes down,  "I'm sure it's fine. After all, enemy is an enemy."  His eyes lowered as he remembered the many days his mentor smashed  that into his skull. Literally. His left eye socket still burns. He  shook his head, trying to forget as he asks,  "You know any of them?"  Fascinator wanted to agree. He really did. He wanted to say he was  tough, but he couldn't lie. His soft baby hands hasn't done something  violent in months. He makes a stab at himself,  "Yeah, but I'm just a marshmallow though."  He sighs as he lowers his head, it started to sink in how much of a  wimp he was. How did he ever get a boyfriend? He grits his teeth,  trying hard to keep a smile on his face.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  SN snickers at the Oompa loompa comment, sitting back as she watched  in amusement. She hopped up a bit, quite excited for impending ass  whipping. She thought angels looked better bruised and bloody, its  kinda the whole aesthetic of her tumblr blog. Blood is low key sexy.  SN was resisting the urge to me me me!

KRO:  Shades tried not to laugh as Bifocals brought up the video. It's  appropriate, really. But Shroud's remarks snapped him back, "I can go  first! Me and you, your office! The sewage system??? School lunches?  Come on, I've been waiting months for ONE meeting."   Even in the face of the enemy does Shades care more about politics  than whatever the fuck was going on.

KUMA:  Sukajan felt comforted by the hand on her shoulder. Sure, she didn't  know any of them personally and they could have done something  terrible. There were probably a threat to demons and well, technically  she was at least half demon. A sigh escaped her lips and she seemed a  bit more reassured.  "Nope. None of them look familiar."  Her expression changed to seem more disconnected. It was a calmer look  that suited a gang member.

OWLIE:  Circlet's eyes were practically glowing with excitement, she secretly  hopes that she'll able to witness some bloody and brutal duel. She  also low-key wishes she'll be able to get into some fighting, even  though she's just recovered a broken rib.

(( OOC: God says: First round will be Circlet v. Broshades ))

EMI:  Dermal glanced around the arena, much less roughed up than his  cagemates. He blew some hair out of his face.

 "My, what a crowd this place is."  He adjusted himself in his seating position. His eyes stopped on the  green haired demon in the bleachers and the grey strands of hair in  the back, and a few other choice demons around. He concealed a smirk.

 "You've done quite a job fixing this place up after the last Absolute,  child, but if you think anyone's going to even touch me, you're sadly  mistaken."

 "Last time we had a Seraph around, he nearly skewered a small child."  Mankini said, tossing his empty coffee cup perfectly in the trash,  seating himself next to a small boy.  "I'd avoid fighting, you'd be quite the target..." He gave Etch a  toothy grin.  "So... You're new?"

BRIT:  Behind the mask, there was probably a sadistic little grin. But you  know, no one could actually see it.  "You want to meet with me?" He asked Shades, "Earn it. It seams you're  a strong Angel. I feel my ranks will put darts in you, pincushion. You  beat one of them, I'll entertain the notion of a meeting with you. Pin  that on me."

 He turned back to thr crowd.  "Our first fight will be this rather loud Angel by the name of Shades.  Who will stand to fight him?" He asked loudly.

 Amulet, from his seat, squinted at the Seraph in the cage.  "Who the fuck is that?" He asked, almost whistfully, "The Seraph..."  He tilted his head but shrugged and kind of smirked as he leaned back  in his seat again, seeming to answer his own question while touching  the hair covering his eye, playing with it a little.

(( OOC: Fight thread: http://dcmissionaries.boards.net/thread/172/event-princesses-definitely-castle ))

OWLIE:  Circlet suddenly stood up, impulsively, she said, "I want to fight!"

TORI:  Etch sat a little uncomfortably next to VF and the bird, unsure  exactly what to say. He was certainly not the best at talking and had  no idea what to say to him, but he did appreciate the company to some  degree. Etch was quite focused on the idea of not fighting, but his  attention was very quickly turned to the wicked looking demon sat next  to him. Who… who was this. The fear that had been in Etch’s chest  the whole time as of now shot up to a million, and he was now on high  alert, who the heck was this demon and why was he so scary? His grin  was scary and he had no idea what he was ment to think of this demon.  Scooting closer to VF and in turn farther from this new demon, Etch  poked his fingers together trying to find words, his face a bright  red. He felt not only fear but embarrassment, he couldn't find any  words, and had no idea how to speak, it's as though they had been  taken from him, he was embarrassed. However after some time of him  shuffling around in his seat he spoke, looking at the ground.

 “I-I um… I d-d-d-don't think I w-w-w-want to fight anyw-w-ways  um… I uh… I’d be too...t-t-t-o scared… a-a-and um… yeah.”

 Etch had no problems admitting he was scared, he was after all, but  honestly for more reasons than one at this point. He took another  breath, still poking his fingers together.

 “I um… y-yeah im… im new… m-my name is.. Uh…  E-E-E-Etch….”

 He felt like he would regret telling this demon his name, but he also  realized he had not told it to VF who had been sitting next to him,  feeling bad Etch buried his face in his hands, before shaking it off  and taking a breath, no point in stressing over that now.

HITA:  Smiling, Rose pat him on the shoulder.  "Aw come on, I'll keep you  safe.  I made a new grenade!  It lets out acid fog.  Pretty neat,  huh?"  Poor man, thinking he was in this alone.  "Besides, all else,  you might just fight the human and he can't be too tough if he can't  keep the birds from flying the coop, right?"

 Letting out a soft chirp, Cerniera eyed the newcomer with distaste.  VF narrowed its eyes as well, mouth stretching in a wide grin.  With a  whistle, it signaled Cerniera to do as she pleased.  Her claws struck  out at Mankini and she let out a sort of hissing noise.  From beside  Etch, VF's grin widened as it pulled the small boy close to its side  and let the bird settle between Etch and Mankini.

 "It would appreciate if you would ask before interrupting a  conversation with another."  The double-toned voice sounded derisive  and degrading almost, as if the demon that settled himself down were  nothing better than dirt under its shoe.  Raspy as its voice was, it  was clear the tall demon didn't view the superior demon with much  respect.

SAIYAN:  Undershirt looked at Bifocals with annoyance. That fucking song was  gonna be the death of him.

 He also couldn't believe that they were gonna be used as entertainment  for these Demons! It felt so degrading. More so because of the fact  that they were captured in the first place!

 "Hopefully this whole ordeal would be over soon enough" he hoped.

EMI:  Mankini jerked back and glared at the dumb feathered creature.  "No one taught you manners, I suppose." He spat at VF.  His scowl transitioned into a grin when he looked at Etch again.

 "I supposed another time, then, Boy." He said with a bit of a wink,  fixing his hair.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori pats her back as he smiles,  "See? No feelings hurt! I think I'll join in."  His sense of empathy was quite twisted. He was almost delighted to  hear of the events, watching intently. Should he join in the blood  bath? Sure, why not? In the spirit of the celebration. He raises his  hand, obviously unable to to call out.  Fascinator sweated a bit, he forgot that Rose made grenades. He shrugs  as he tries to object,  "W-Well I mean I broke my collarbone last fight I was in..."  He was just praying he won't be picked at all. He was a lover not a  fighter. Even then, he wasn't a lover either.

KRO:  Feeling his blood boil, Shades scooted away from the cage bars and  grabbed Bifocals by the shoulders, "Hey knowing me, I don't think I'll  last 3 seconds with a healthy and young looking Demon so if I die...  Tell my fiance and son that I love them, okay?"

 He paused for a few seconds, then spoke, "And I'm being incredibly  serious about it."

 Jokki was close to going into a full-blown panic attack and slid up  next to Shroud, "My Supreme Absolute," she started. It sounded like  she was about to gag just saying that title, "If you wish, I can  assume your mayoral duties and get this particular Angel out of your  hair. Besides I don't think it wise to hurt Angels in the first place,  it'll bring out popularity in the polls down on Earth."

 She doubted that Shroud even cared for Earth politics, but it was  worth a shot.

 Hairpin turned to Amulet briefly, looking at him as if asking what's  up, "What about the Seraph, sweetie?"  Tell him the juicy gossip.

KUMA:  Sukajan's facade was essentially broken when Jeokori said he was going  to fight. He did once tell her that he was a soldier, but she had sort  of forgotten about that. To her he seemed more like well, a gentle  giant type.  "You wanna fight? Really?"

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  Sneaker heels clapped with excitement, watching the slight uproar.  Wonder if this would be okay to put on world star? Who the hell knows  but it was tempting. She sits back and she rests one leg over the  other, she was excited in more than one way. Weirdo.

TORI:  Holding his hands on his face Etch simply happily scooted towards VF,  he had no idea who this other demon was but all he got from him was  bad vibes. This was the first time he had heard VF speak and it was  quite intimidating, but much nicer than this other demons voice for  some odd reason. Looking up at VF Etch spoke up in his usual soft  tone, though he was sort of whispering, perhaps not wanting the other  demon to hear, though he was probably close enough that he could.

 “U-Um… Wh-who is that?” Etch for some reason trusted asking this  scarry demon over that one

 The words ‘another time’ resonated inside Etch, he didint speak to  him, but it made Etch curl up into something of a ball and if you  looked close enough, it looked like he was vibrating, or maybe that  was just an illusion or something. Internally however, Etch was  screaming…. loud.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori tilted his head, confused but kept his hand up as a volunteer.  It seems his decision shocked Sukajan. He shows a small note,  "What's wrong? Only way to get better is to practice."  It wasn't really even blood lust, just a desire to make his mentor  proud any way possible. She always had a small smile when they  sparred. Jeokori has a lot of mother issues. Many issues in fact.  Someone adopt this orphan, he's only 2,300+ years old. Perfectly fine.

BRIT:  Shroud looked up at Jokki for a few moments.  "Last I checked, you weren't my advisor." He said to her, "I'd rather  be the one running this machine. And if you don't mind, I have  Gladitorial combat to oversee."

 He motioned at Fundoshi to open the cage.  "Take the mouthy one out." He said.

 Fundoshi's mouth twitched and he turned to open the cage, grabbing  Shades by the arm and pulling him out promptly before shutting it  again. He leaned in to him.  "Don't fuck this up." He whispered before shoving him toward the  middle of the Arena, but hanging awfully close behind him.

BRIT:  "You, over there. Your name is Circlet, correct?" Shroud asked,  pointing to her, "You'll be our first."

 Fundoshi motioned for her to come to the arena.

OWLIE:  "Yes!" Circlet said, delighted. 'Yes! I get to fight!' She happily  thought while cracking her knuckles. She made her way down to the  arena, preparing herself to what's about to go down.

OSCARK9:  Dress Socks was waiting patiently to hear who's fighting who. It did  made him dull, just a little, but the wait was over and hear the names  called out and it was his friend Circlet. He turns to Circlet with a  smile on his face. "Have fun in their, Circlet." He said while giving  her a thumps up. "Don't hold back!" This will be fun to watch.

KRO:  Shades could feel his face flushed. Shit, was he overheating?  Medication does that to ya. Or was he just appreciating the chiseled  male figure that was Fundoshi. The guy got pretty close, just like  temptation.  That was actually kinda hot.

 He crossed himself not only to keep temptation off, but so that the  Lord is merciful and lets him live. He missed Father's day for his  son, he kinda owes it to the kid to come back, even if it's with a few  missing limbs.

 "If I lose it's gonna be an embarrassment. Not for my pals, but  because of my rank..." he whispered. It was kind of to Fundoshi but at  the same time kinda talking to himself. He was nervous, okay.

OWLIE:  Circlet reached the arena and saw her opponent clearly. Her malicious  smile nearly faded. Ok, maybe she didn't think this through, she got  nervous at the sight of the higher ranking angel... But then again,  beating him means good to her and humiliation to him. She took off her  namesake and it transformed into a bident, preparing for the battle.

KUMA:  "I mean... you're right," Sukajan said with the initial confusion  leaving her. "I guess to most people practice and training is like  hitting a punching bag or something." She then sort of gave up on that  initial topic.  "So the people down there, are those angels?"

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  Was it weird that she was enjoying this more than she should be? Yeah.  Did SN give a flying fudge nugget? Nope. This was hot and she'd  definitely take pleasure in this fight. She leaned forward a bit to  get a better look and she giggled. "This'll be one hell of a sight~"  SN stop you need help.

BRIT:  Shroud looked over Circlet and turned to Shades. He walked up to him  and grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and pulled him down to his  height.  "We should make this a fair fight." He said to him in a low tone, the  whisps of his cape seeming to shift and move around their ankles for a  moment, "You're of high rank, but I think you'd operate much better on  even ground."

 There was likely a sharp pain in Shades' ankles before he tossed him  in front of Circlet.  "You may begin." He said, turning sharply and taking his seat on the  outskirts of the Arena.

KRO:  Shades tried not to scream in Shroud's ear, but he kinda wished he  did. Falling to the ground, he rolled and sat up, shaking a fist,  "Come on, man! I'm an aging guy!"  He sighed, getting up with difficulty, "Now I know how Overwatch  characters feel when they get nerfed," he mumbled to himself.

OWLIE:  Grinning, Circlet charged at the angel with great speed, kicking him  hard with her left foot in the chest and batting him with her bident,  though she knows it didn't do much damage on him.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori shrugs as the demon went up to fight, maybe next time. He made  a mental note to find out what a punching bag was later but he nods as  he points to the pink haired one,"I think that one is a human, if I'm  not wrong."  There really wasn't a distincation between human and angel but he  heard there were some mortals down there. Suddenly the ceiling tile  came loose from his horn, smashing onto his head. Unable to move his  vocal chords he made gurgling throat sounds in an attempt to speak as  he rubbed his head.  Fascinator bit his lip, silently praying for Shades. The man made good  tweets. May the angel live another day. He sighs as he looks at his  phone, looking for new employment soon since he might not have his  idol money making job. Maybe that's why he was depressed. Nah probably  not it. Proabbly the ice cream he had before he went to bed yesterday.

KRO:  "OOF," his back slammed hard on the ground again and he shielded his  head with his arm as this child batted him. Man, this wasn't different  from gang kids kicking his ass. He tried to grab the weapon out of  Circlet's hand, he was getting close to going into full Dad mode and  chastise her.

 "I know it's the point, but you're gonna splat my brains all over the  damn floor!"

 Hairpin winced at the kick Shades received. How the hell didn't his  heart stop then and there? Miracles, one could say.

OWLIE:  She pulled her weapon free from the angel's grip and used her left  fist to punch him in the chest.... Which only hurt her hand more than  him... she bit her lip to keep herself from wincing.

KUMA:  Sukajan squinted as she looked at everyone down there. She honestly  couldn't tell the difference. She was going to ask if there was  anything that gave her away as a demon hybrid, but she was caught off  guard by the ceiling tile that fell onto Jeokori's head.  "Whoa, are you okay?"

KRO:  That punch wasn't as bad, but he squinted at Circlet, "Instead of the  chest, I suggest the solar plexus. Ya know, where it'll leave people  literally breathless?"

EMI:  "Put your back into it, Spades!" Dermal shouted from the cage.  What a pathetic turn of events for the man. Pretty disappointing so  far.

OWLIE:  Circlet stared at her opponent, dumbfounded. Did he just... gave her  advice? Did he want to die? Snapping out of it, she decided to deliver  a blow to Shade's jaw, punching it hard.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Possibly the only sound someone ever heard from Jeokori and it's  horrible demonic sounds since he couldn't use his voice. It wasn't  like he was in complete pain but still. It fucking hurt?? He rubbed  his head, finally stopping the unpleasant throat sounds. He pointed to  the spot where it hit and wrote down,  "Did it leave a mark?"

KRO:  Shades stared off to the side after receiving the blow. He blinked a  few times, moved his jaw around until a gross pop was heard. Opening  and closing his jaw, he just kinda nodded, "Well, thanks for fixing  what my doctor couldn't?"

 He was getting his ass beat, but it was a win-win for him in this  regard. Girl got to punch an Angel, he got his jaw fixed. It's what he  gets for having dick2bomb.

OWLIE:  Circlet snarled and threw flurries of punches all over Shades' body,  though it seems that he's unaffected by his punches.

KRO:  Sorta sissy slapping the punches out of the way, still getting hit  with a few, he grabbed her by the wrists to make her stop. She was  getting frustrated, he could tell, but he's gotta be real with her.  She was kind of a shitty fighter at the moment.

 "Now hold up! Are you new here or something? Cause your form leaves a  lot to be desired, at least learn how to properly punch. It's like  your fists are opening up mid punch!"  He took this time to straighten himself out, sitting upright on the  floor. Ya know, this isn't that bad, except he may be overstepping a  few boundaries in terms of authority. There's a reason he's not a  trainer anymore and that's because he's a weak fuck.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  This is illegal. Nothings supposed to be this hot, hell she's not even  that hot. She was almost drooling. Pull yourself together sweet lord.  SN shakes her head and gives herself a slap. Keep the undies on.

OSCARK9:  "Woo!" He shouted at her from a far. Hope she can hear him from his  distance. "You've got him on the ropes now!" He was filled with joy  for seeing this fight. Hopefully in the future that he'll get a chance  to fight one of them. For now, all he can do is to grab another pop  from his bag and enjoy the show. This time, it was an Orange Pop.

KUMA:  Sukajan looked up to the top of his head and there didn't seem to be a  mark. She shook her head in a no. "It looks fine but geez," her glance  went back up to the ceiling. "Must be some cheap ceiling tiles... Is  there anything I could do to help?"

BRIT:  Fundoshi scowled deeply. Shades was literally doing his job...  Not that Shroud seemed to be budgeting much in terms of training. Most  of it seemed to go into ghost research.  He squinted, having a feeling this would end badly.

KRO:  He could tell that he got the kid's attention, lowering her guard and  such. Letting go of one wrist, he took her left hand and balled it up  to a fist.  Shades pointed to her knuckles, "See, you were punching with your  fingers. That's kind of a big no-no. They're kinda brittle unless you  do special training. That goes for even us Immortals. What you  actually want to do is punch with your knuckles. They're sturdier.  I mean, only reason why brass knuckles aren't called anything else.  NOW."

 He balls his right hand into a fist, sucker punching Circlet on the  forehead. Wow he felt like an asshole but in all fairness, he was  getting his ass beat by poor form, "That's how you punch."

 Jokki winced at Circlet getting punched, but she hoped Fundoshi was  taking notes on how to sucker punch unruly Demons.

OWLIE:  "Fuck!" Circlet cursed in pain, she gets up and gets into her battle  stance, this time, she'll make him pay

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori shakes his head and rubs his temples, patting her shoulder in  gratitude. He points to the fight and shakily scrawls out,  "You watch the fight, I might be a while, okay?"  He gently pats her back, before sinking deeep into his seat. To the  point that he had to bend his knees in order to sink further and that  is couldn't really be counted as sitting.  Fasciantor winced at the punch, but shit that was good form. A a man  who use to be in a not so legal underground fighting rink, having a  good punch will let you live 5 matches. Wait... Maybe that's he can  make money if he loses his job. Realizing this, he began to make plans  (or rather lies) when he goes so loved ones wouldn't worry. It'll be  like when he got into college, and after he dropped out.

KRO:  Finally getting up from the ground, Shades limped over to her, keeping  his hands up in case she tried to hit him as he approached. Until he  saw that he wasn't going to get torn to shreds, he smacked her upside  the head. He could of gone for an attack but he was hurting so it's  not like he was gonna do much damage.

 "In all fairness, it's deserved considering you had shit form."  He crossed his arms with a huff. Kids these days, right?

OWLIE:  Circlet winced in pain as she rubbed her head, Damn this angel,  Circlet was getting pissed. She panted as she stood up. In a strained  voice, she said, "You'll... Pay..."

TORI:  Etch for the most part was ignoring everything, though he did have to  admit that the angel was doing a really good job. He was honestly  hoping the angel won but he figured if he did something bad would  happen, so at the same time he hopped he didin’t. Crossing his legs  to get more comfortable Etch was reminded of his uniform. He hated the  skirt, he was a boy after all, why would his caretaker buy him the  skirt. It made him stand out more than he already did and honestly it  didint suit him. Oh well, back to resting his head in his hands.

OWLIE:  She yelled and slashed her bident across Shades' chest, but it didn't  draw any blood, it just scratched him a bit.

KUMA:  Sukajan nodded at him and hoped he felt better. To be fair she wasn't  paying too much attention to the actual fight itself. Now that she was  actually paying attention, she wasn't really sure who to root for. The  obvious answer would be the demon, but she wasn't that invested in the  conflict. It also seemed like they weren't fighting that hard.  Though Sukajan did have a thought that if she fought someone down  there and won, it could give her an in with some of the demons.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  Sneaker Heels yawned a bit and she stretched. "Either they're both  holding back or they're tired as hell.." She said as she looked at her  nails, well at that length they were talons. SN digs said talons into  her body guards back and she sighs, pulling them away to pick at the  blood on them. "Boy did I miss that taste.~"

KRO:  Shades was about to make a small little quip about how his money got  stolen when he was captured. Someone owed him $20 and he was gonna pin  that on Fundoshi as soon as he got out of this mess. But the bident  was coming in fast, yelling he tried to move out of the way. He wasn't  unscathed and he rubbed his chest.

 "Hey! This was my favorite shirt, what the hell! It's Gucci!" This  shit costs an arm and a leg, what a little shit.

OWLIE:  "Like I give a damn about your damn shirt" Circlet said, twirling her  weapon,

KRO:  Better judgement was telling Shades to not hit a kid even if they were  a little gremlin. But fuck it. He grabbed her bident and flung her  across the arena. Oh would you look at that, he's still got it.

 "You should cause it literally costs as much as a newborn child!"

OWLIE:  Circlet yelled in was thrown to ground like a ragdoll. She really had  a talent of pissing people off, and it backfired on her.

KRO:  He approached Circlet once more. He helped her get back up on her feet  but then shook her a little. He wasn't exactly gonna attack, but he  was livid as all hell (ha) about his shirt.

 "Listen here you little gremlin, at least have respect for expensive  brands."  After he was done shaking Circlet, he handed her back the bident.

 "And this is yours, by the way."

OWLIE:  Okay....? Like a cornered animal, she quickly grabbed her weapon from  the angel's hands and leapt away from him. She still had one more  shot, she better not fail this time.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori looked at the areana then to Sukajan and then back to the  arena. He was wondering if she was seeing this shit too. This was  suppose to be a good fight, right? Was it the ancient Earth tradition  he heard about, opposite day? But he returned his interest, the fight  suddenly getting interesting. Hopefully the angel now does ancient way  of killing an opponent: Claw-Plach. But he watched in despair as the  opponent helped the demon up. No Claw-Plach today...  Fascinator gasped and placed a hand over his mouth, he was surprised  at the bident flick. Damn son, he didn't think this would happen.  Atfirst, he thoguht Shades was gonna pimp slap Criclet but he was  relieved ( and a bit disappointed) that he was more of a gentleman  than that.

OWLIE:  Taking a deep breath, Circlet threw her weapon towards Shade

OWLIE:  welp. It didn't cause much damage. it only ripped the shirt even more.

BRIT:  "Petty." Fundoshi scoffed, "I thought Angels weren't matierialistic."  He crossed his legs and arms a little tighter, tapping his foot. How  could they call this a fight?

KRO:  Deep breaths Shades, deeeep breaths. He decided to zip up his jacket  for the sake of decency. It was getting a bit chilly too, since ya  know, his shirt was getting ripped apart.

 Hairpin yells from the bleachers, "At least it isn't Prada!"

 Shades turns around to glare, but nods in understanding. The carrot  had a point.

OWLIE:  Gaining a bit of her confidence back, she started moving towards her  opponent, then she ran and gained forward momentum, kicking Shades  flat on the stomach while in mid-air

KRO:  Hearing hurried steps, Shades turns around only to have the air leave  his lungs from that kick. Well, he can't get mad when he literally  taught her where to hit. He flew back and on his side, rolling to face  the ground while holding his abdomen.

 "Damn, that was a pretty good kick," was all he could muster.  Jokki gave Fundoshi a look, hoping he'd understand that this Angel  clearly wasn't meant for combat if a kid's shit form was doing this  kind of damage. She ran up to him and whispered, "I'll tend to his  wounds. Or bones...They're hollow so he's probably internally bleeding  from bone fractures.."

BRIT:  The applause from the demon crowd was phenomonal. A lower-ranked, new  Demoness beat a high-ranked Angel! How incredible!

 Fundoshi looked at Jokki and gave her a nod in acknowledgement before  shooting a look at the Absolute as he stood.  "Circlet is the winner. An excellent display, even for a new spool."  Shroud commented as the crowd went wild - Whatever he meant by 'new  spools' anyway.  Fundoshi didn't hesitate to walk over to clear the Arena.

 Strappon made more noise seeing Shades get taken down. He was not  happy about this, about having one of his own taken out so early in  the game. What was the point of all this??

OSCARK9:  "You did it, Circlet! You beat that Angel!" He said to her while  applauding to her from a far. "Woo!"

KUMA:  Sukajan sort of cheered, only because it'd be awkward to not give any  acknowledgement. Taking down an angel didn't seem that hard. Of  course, the other one fighting seemed to be a full demon. She clenched  her fist as she internally debated actually get in on these fights.

OWLIE:  Meanwhile, despite all the cheering, Circlet fell down on her knees,  she's tired, and at the same time, overwhelmed, she really thought  she'll lose. But she didn't, she won (thank goodness, the guy was so  pissed with her), she sighed with relief, as she help herself up with  her bident, knees shaking.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT:  She clapped for the new demoness, feeling pride. She knew angels were  weak but wow this was defiantly exceeding expectations. "Go Circlet!"  She said and she sat down, pleased with what she saw.

(( OOC: We'll be ending the RP for tonight, so make your final posts! **We will be continuing tomorrow at 2-3 PM EST!** ))

TORI:  Etch to say the least was quite disapointed that the angel lost to a  demon. He was just glad it wasnt him down there fighting. Sure if he  was he would do his best but he wasn't a fighter, his weapon wasn't  even really meant for killing from what he had observed, it was blunt  and there was no way he could kill a person to begin with. He sighed  and closed his eyes. When was this gonna end.

CRACKEMWALNUTS:  Jeokori just silently stared at the arena with an unfazed face. He  wasn't really impressed no matter what. Yes, well placed kick but that  doesn't make up for chorography of the whole fight. He taps his claws  on the arm rest quietly judging.  Fascinator didn't cheer but instead worry for Shade's health. That had  to have dislocated or fractured something. Hopefully no metal plates  have to be used, but hol shit. He was still worried. He'll send  flowers once he learns where he's starying. Maybe a bouqet of sun  flowers.

KRO:  Jokki rushed over to Shades, placing a hand on his shoulder to make  sure the guy was still lucid. Seeing that it's the case, she picked up  the Angel bridal style but before she took off Shades tapped her  shoulder to make him face Circlet.

 He gave the kids a thumbs up as he was taken away. It may be odd that  an Angel was giving a Demon positive reinforcement, but that's a  Northerner for you.  It didn't take him too long before he actually knocked out of  exhaustion. He'll be okay, he's just taking a lil'nap.

OWLIE:  Circlet limped back into the bleachers next to Dress Socks, sure,  she's hurting all over, but she won't miss the next fights, she  slumped back into her seat and waited for the next fights to come.

BRIT:  Fundoshi turned to the Absolute, who seemed to be rather amused with  himself.  "Are we moving on to the next fight, Sir?" He asked, adjusting his  positioning slightly.

 "Yes, of course. It seams the people want more," Shroud said,  gesturing to the crowd of cheering demons. "Are we to deny what they  want, Fundoshi?"

 He looked over the crowd, seeing the slightly concerned faces of his  peers among their midst before sighing and nodding. He turned back to  the cage.

What will become of the Angel's Ranks if this fight continues? Will they win, or will there be another ripped Gucci shirt among their midst? Find out tomorrow, things are just starting to heat up!!