welp, messed that up https://discordapp.com/channels/444933136543907850/444933375845859332

Er, seems glitchy, mind dropping a code instead?

KEEP MESSING UP

https://discord.gg/YgQK5D

I'll fight with all I got! And then use the prize to buy a bunch of pudding!

A young man in a t-shirt and jeans walks up, after looking at everything for a moment he'd simply walk away with a smirk on his face... Only to return several hours later, this time wearing a suit of red and blue armor and a mask with web patterns on it. He'd write down the name Spider-Man at the entry form and then quickly swing away into the city.

Hopefully, my skills as an RPer will have improved by the time the first round starts.

A white haired young man, wearing a fashionable red hoodie walks down and looks at the tournament sheet... "A tournament of all things..?" Normally, he wouldn't join...such a tournament is absurd to him anyway...but thinking back to his new gear that he had for him...why not? "...This is a perfect oppertunity to test it...but I don't want to show too much...just the general..."

Win or lose, you will all die…

Hearing word of a new tournament, a young woman decides to head to the sign-up sheet. After reading through the rules, she laughs a little to herself before picking up the pen. "Well, this could be just the testing ground I needed. I'll give it my all." She jots down her information before walking off. As for the latest name on the list: "Feebo".

Lowe scans the info sheet, smiling as he reaches the bottom. Another shot to test myself, eh? Last time I had Alice backing me up, but I'll win this one all on my own. L-o-w-e. He signs his name on the sheet, and twirls the pen between his fingers before clicking it closed on the table. This is gonna be fun.

*Gin looks the tournament sign up sheet, sighing.* Why am I doing this again Sam (Comms): Revenge. For me and Shade. And why do I care about that? Sam (Comms): You're our boss. Ya gotta avenge our defeat, right? *Gin shakes his head before jotting his name down.* There happy now, idiot? This was probably a mistake, but maybe I'll find some fun in it with any luck.

The Kushala slowly walked into the area, she saw there the table with a paper and a lot of names on it. Are they leaving their names? Well... ... ... ... The Kushala looked around before turning again to the table. Why not? This could be funny, and it could be a nice test to my strenght. The Kushala stared at the paper. How I write this? Hmmmm... I'll leave a mark on it. The Kushala splited out a little wind ball to the paper, it broke the paper in a way to carefully write the letter K on it, just under the last name of the list. Perfect. She left the area.

OOC: btw, you still need to join the discord Kushala, its the 6th post from the top, none of the other links work

OOC: thanks Sayaka.

OOC: Apparently that invite link expired, so here's one that will work. https://discord.gg/xqrW5Bb

OOC: Thanks, again.

Star suddenly appears out of nowhere with a pen and writes down her name on the paper. Star... Sakura...okay, now I'm in the fight club, yeah! I mean uhh... I'm in the farmers market, yeah! Star suddenly disappears in a puff of smoke.