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Diaz sat at his desk, looking over a collection of about 50 pictures. On each of them was the face of a person.
Who to pick. I need 15 of these and yet I have nearly 50. I’ll cut it down as much as I can and I’ll send a servant looking for him. He’ll help out.
Diaz motioned to a servant who approached the desk. “Go and find him. Bring him here as soon as you find him. Do not delay.”
The servant bowed “Yes sir.” He then walked out of the room to begin his search.

Diaz looked back down at the pictures after the servant had left. “OK, these four can go… and so can this one… and these two…”

[1 hour later]

Diaz waited patiently in his office, seated behind his mahogany desk.
He should be here by now. I sent the servant about an hour ago.
Just as he was thinking this there came a knock on his door. “Enter.”
The servant opened the door and entered “Sorry sir, he was hard to find. He turned out to be in the forest near the cliffs.”
Diaz looked at the servant “Well don’t just stand there, let him in.”
The servant stepped aside “Yes sir.”
As the servant stepped aside a large cloaked figure stepped into the room. In a gruff voice the cloaked figure spook “You sent for me. What do you want?”
Diaz smiled “You’ll enjoy this, come here.”
The cloaked figure walked to the desk and surveyed the collection of 30 pictures. “So many. Are you sure about that?”
Diaz laughed “No, they aren’t all coming here. This is where you come in. I only want fifteen of these but I can’t narrow it down any more. I want you to choose the fifteen.”
The cloaked figure looked closely at the pictures and slowly selected the fifteen people he though would be the best participants. As he pointed to each one in turn Diaz picked them up and summoned one of the 15 servants that were standing on the side of his large office. When the servant reached him Diaz handed over the picture “Find this one. Deliver the message and the invitation.”
After all the servants had been despatched Diaz looked at the cloaked figure. “Thankyou for your assistance. You may return to what you were doing earlier.”
The cloaked figure smiled, though it wasn’t visible as you could only see his eyes, “My pleasure to help.” He then turned and left.
Diaz sat at his desk still. “The messages are away, now just to wait. It should take about a week before they all get together and arrive here.”

((just post that you recieved the message. DO NOT say you made your way to the harbour or the island.))

ABLE
Able tapping his foot to the beat of a song he had playing on his music player, a old man across the room was watching him tapping his foot to the same beat. Able then start move slowly, but then gaining speed spinning in a circle faster and faster, then with a sudden jolt he planted one of his hands on the ground. The back of his ankle flew up from the ground up into the head of a large wooden dummy knocking it sideways. The ankle he brought over and placed it back on the ground. He uses the hand on the ground to push himself up using his free hand to smash the wooden man in the head again knocking it down to the ground. "That’s enough for today" the old man said holding up his hand to tell Able to stop. Able kept going not hearing the old man over the music. The old man grumbled and through a ball at Able's head. As the ball got close to Able he grabbed it and turn to the old man taking out his earpieces. "What was that for" he yelled. "it's time to stop, go home, the ballet class is starting soon" the old man said standing up and walking over letting a bunch of girls into the dance studio. "Geez it's that time already, ok fine I'm gone" Able said putting on his black coat and bag heading towards the door. "hiiiii Able" one of the girls said as he walked passed. "Hay" Able said leaving.

As Able walked down the street he bag started to move around, he opened the zip and a small cat popped out and meowed. "Hay there sorry I forgot about you" Able said stroking the cat. "Able Merxen" a strange girl asked. "It’s Marxen not Merxen" Able grumbled. "Oh sorry I was told to give you this invitation" the girl said handing the letter to Able then walking off. "ooookkkkk that was weird" Able said putting the letter in his bag and walking off"

May'lu
May'lu was punching a punching bag knocking it around before she pulled out a combat knife and stabbed it, "aww crap I over did it again" she moaned pulling the knife out. The bag started to leek sand, she went to a fridge and grabbed a beer. As she walked down the hall drinking it there was a ring at the door, "Aurrg what is it now" she moaned again. The door bell rang again, "shut up I'm coming" she yelled out walking up to the door. "What is it" she said kindly her mood completely change not to offend the person at the door. "Miss May'lu Certain" the man said. "Yes how may I help you" she said her hand moving alone the table next to the door reaching for her gun. "I have a invitation for you" he said handing the letter to her. "Thank you byes" she said closing the door. She looked down at the letter, "a letter for me that's [censored] strange" she said opening the letter.

Natascha was riding her motorcycle down the main street, heading for her Krav Maga class.

She arrived at her class and got off her bike, turning the motor off and removing her helmet to let her hair down.

She tucked the helmet under one arm, threw her bag over a shoulder and turned around to head inside.

She stopped suddenly as she nearly bumped into a weird looking guy.
The guy looked at her and then looked back at the picture in his hand. "This is for you Mrs Wilkins." he said as he handed her an envelope. "Everything you need to know is in there."

Natascha looked down at the envelope and when she looked back up the strange guy was gone. "How'd he know my name?"

She shrugs her shoulders and walks into her class.

She chucks her bag against one wall and opens the envelope.
Inside is a DVD and a note. She places the DVD in her bag and unfolds the note.

The note reads as follows: "Congratulations, you have been selected to participate in the Quang-Feng Tournament. You will never have heard of this before as it is kept secret and invitations such as the one on the DVD are only given to those people who are the best fighters in the world. If you are wondering how you were found know that wehave our ways. Do not be freaked out, this is not a trick.
The prize for this years tournament is $100,000,000. I hope you can attend. On the DVD is all the information that you will need to arrive on the island safely."

Natascha reads it twice, making sure she red it correctly. "One hundred million! I'm totally attending."

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Kai was relaxing on the beach near his house. He was just about to go to sleep when he heard somebody getting closer. He jumped to his feet and had his Nanchakus ready in a second "State your business."

The strange man approached him, his hands raised in a show of peace. "If you are Kai Loung then I have something for you."

Kai looked at the man skeptically "Let's assume that I am. What is it that you have?"

The man looked at Kai "I have an invitation, but it is only for Kai Loung. Are you or are you not he?"

Kai sighed "Yeah, I'm Kai Loung."

The man lowers one hand and pulls an envelope out of his pocket slowly. He then hands it to Kai. "In there is everything you'll need to get where you need to get."

Kai looks at the envelope and then back up. The man is gone. "I hate riddles."

Kai opens the envelope, reads the note and goes home to watch the DVD.

((all notes say the EXACT same thing. NO names or anything else))

Rebecca

Rebecca bent over backwards, leaning so far she put her hands to the ground as a metal pole whistled by overhead. She hated streetfights, her opponets were more or less out to break bones, not win fights. Using her momentum her feet came up, smacking her opponent in the chin and snapping his head back, giving her a moment to come to her feet. The pole came at her again, aiming for her knees. She leapte up, timing it just right so she came down on top of the pole, using it as a springboard to jump higher. Her feet lashed out and caught the man in the nose, causing him to stagger back. Once again she bent over backwards, coming to her feet in a flip. As soon as she landed she sprang at the man, just off to his side, lashing out with another kick to his temple. A clang of metal is heard as he drops the pole and falls to the floor. Within moments the ref was declarring her the winner by knockout.

(15 minutes later)

Rebecca strode from the locker room, showered and changed, her bag over her shoulder. She wasn't happy though, the fight had been to easy, as had the last twenty, she was tired of opponents that couldn't even make her work for it, she needed a challenge.

"Rebecca Duclarre, May I speak to you for a moment."

Rebecca turned to the man and nodded.

"I'm supposed to give you this, have a nice day."

She took the envolope and opened it up, inside was a message and an invataion.

Miralande

The inigius was resting on a couch in her home when the door suddenly rang. A sigh ripped from the woman and she slid from where she was laying, not even bothering to but anything on as she went to the door. When she opponed the door she was met by a messenger, who after a moment turned horrifically red.

"Yes?"

The man stammered for a moment before simply shoveing an envolope at her. With a smile she took it and promptly shut the door, almost catching the man's hand in the process.

Aarna Da Silva

*obviously both Aarna and Thiago are Brazilian so would be speaking in Portugese. But as they are bot speaking it I don't need to put any fancy <> on it or something*

::LOCATION:: Thiago Da Silva's villa, Spain.

Aarna stretched low and bounced on her feet for a few steps. twisting her neck around and finishing her warm up she nodded to Thiago. "Let me have it" she said readying herself.

"are you sure about this" Thiago said looking at the long line of soccer balls lined up in front of him.

"just kick the balls you pansey" Aarna replied with a mocking tone.

Thiago did so. A full power shot straight at her head. She dodged it easiler by leaning her head to one side. She beckoned him to try again. This time it was aimed lower but she simple jumped over it performing the splits ion mid air. She cartwheeled away from the next one and then used the wall to propel her into a backflip over the one after that.

A few minutes later her brother had run out of soccer balls to kick and she was panting hard. "easy..." she said between huffs and puffs. Wiping sweat from her head she picked up a ball as she wal;ked over to her brother. She chuicked the ball to him lightly. "I thought you were a good shot" she taunted.

"In my defence, the goals don't move" he said passing her a bottle of water.

When they made their way inside a strange looking envelope was laying on that table. They both stared at it for a while before Aarna finally went over to it and opened uit. a DVD fell out and landed onto the table. Ignoring it for now she read the letter.

"holy moly..." she said as she read the huge prize money.

***

Blake

::LOCATION:: The back street of Berlin, Germany

A loud smashing noise was followed by a panicked scream as the bounty hunter fell from the 2nd story window of and old run down night club. There was the tinkling sound of the glass shards smashing on the concrete below, shortly followed by the sicken thud of the bounty hunter's body doing the same.

Standing in the broken window was Blake, the bounter hunters rifle in hand. He seemed pretty unphased by what had come to pass. "[censored]... did realise that was a window." he sighed. Turning around he spotted a younger women wearing a suit and instantly pointed the gun at her.

"Don't you guys ever give up?" he spat

"no, no, no you've got me all wrong" said the women waving her hands in front of her face to plead innocence. "I'm just a messenager" she said handing Blake an envelope. "You're a very hard man to find. I had to tracked your through England, Japan, America, Egypt, Russia... my my, you do get around."

"I'm looking for someone..." he said. Blake took the envelope from her but kept the rifle on her as he opened it. " A tournament eh?" he said reading it.

The women nodded then she said "was that a demon hunter?"

Blake turned and looked at the smashed window. "Nah, more a demon hit man... works for the mob. Demon hunters barely exist now a days. To many powerful demons in high places..." he said turning back. to his suprise the women was gone.

"Ah..." he sighed

Tetsuya was sitting in at a table outside a Japanese tea shop. He had gone to Japan to refresh his language skills. Sitting, waiting for his tea to arrive, he started to drift off to sleep when the waitress came. <Sorry for the wait,> she said, <Here's your tea.> She placed the clay cup on the table in front of him. <Thank you very much,> he said reaching out to the cup. Instantly the cup broke, and spilled hot tea on his hand. He pulled his hand back, and rubbed it with the other. <Oh my goodness, are you alright. Let me go get a cooling pad,> she said, walking back inside the shop. A minute later she came back out. He held his hand out and let her apply the pad, saying again, <Thank you very much.> He looked at his hand and thought to himself, Amazing. Living for so long you forget how much things have changed. <Here, let me wipe this up, and I'll bring you another cup,> she said, and went inside.


Tetsuya got up, placed the money on the dry patch of the table, and walked off, not waiting to for the waitress to come back. He continued down random sidewalks, and bumped into someone. He held out a hand to help guy up, but for some reason the man broke down and started crying. "What's the point in helping me," he said, "If no one here speaks English, how am I to find Tetsuyaaaa" Shocked at that his name was mentioned, he asked, "I'm a Tetsuya. Are you looking for me?" The man calmed down a bit and looked up at Tetsuya. He took out a photo, and exclaimed, standing instantly, "Yes! Yes you are. Oh thank goodness I found you. I thought I was going to fail, but I found you." "Okay, okay, calm down." he said, looking for a more private place to talk. He spotted a nearby alley, and motioned the man to follow. They entered the alley, and the man started to speak again, "Thank goodness I found you. Everyone I asked said something I couldn't understand. So I ended up searching aimlessly. Anyway, here. I'm supposed to give this to you." As he finished, he handed Tetsuya an envelope.

He opened the envelope, and took out the message and DVD. He started to read the message when the man spoke again, "You know, you're a lot cuter in person." Noting the affectionate tone, he lowered the message, and jumped up off the sides of the buildings, leaving the man behind. Back on the ground the man said, "Oohh, if you're not around, how am I supposed to find the harbour."

Matashi was having his morning tea as he thought about what he was going to do that day. He was calm and relaxed, watching the sun rise. On his left paw was a blood red gauntlet, gleaming with polish. On his left hip a sheathed katana, obviously meant to be drawn with the right paw. His fur was still damp from bathing earlier.

"Today is going to be interesting..." he said to himself, having that feeling. He heard a rustling in the trees, and without turning or opening his eyes, he called to the person he knew was there. "Come out lad, I won't hurt you if you don't threaten me."

A young male, about 17 emerged from the trees, looking bewildered at being found out. He did as he was told before and handed him an invitation to an event the samurai had no clue about then disappeared back into the trees.

Matashi took the invitation and examined it, setting it aside for the moment so he could finish his morning meal, wings twitching a bit. "Let's see where this goes..." he said with a smile, his gold eyes gleaming in the rising sun.

an overhead view of a valley shows an army of demons converging on one continuously moving spot, always falling three yards from the center. slowly closing in on the center of the hoard of demons, one man in black cargo pants and a red muscle shirt is in the center dropping the demons left and right with one strike from his swords.

*this is starting to get annoying* the sword in his left hand then disappears in what looks like a black smoke. afterwards, his hand started to emit that same smoke "time to end this" spinning around he sent wave after wave of black crescent blades slicing through multiple demons at once. within minutes not one demon was standing, only piles of ashes. afterward he dropped on one knee with the sword supporting his weight. holding the back of his neck he said, "well that's done......time to head back"

~~~one hour later~~~

he was almost at the town gates when he heard a woman's voice, "SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!"

the man breathed deeply as he unsheathed his sword "always the same thing" he rushed to where the scream came from at full speed, seeing what looked like a 20 year old woman on the ground. hovering above her was a single demon. right as the demon was about to strike he sliced cleanly through its neck. in a calm voice he said "back to hell with you beast" the demon then began to disintegrate.

turning towards the woman, he said "are you ok?". she stuttered "y-y-yes" he started walking back to the town gate. she ran towards the man, and stopped him. "w-wait, are you Raphael Felidae?

"................yes, why?"

"i have a message for you" she then hands Raphael an envelope". looking at the envelope he thought *what is this? i wasn't expecting anything* when he finished reading the message, Raphael looked up once more and the woman was nowhere to be seen.

"....................." *id better get back to the inn* Raphael continued walking toward the gates.

((How the frak do you plan on fighting yourself, Optix?))

Deceivingly graceful for its size, a dark blur surged towards distant land a dozen meters beneath the surface.

A few days earlier, pieces of parchment had been found floating in the water. At first they were easy to avoid and explain, though the further out he got and the more frequently they appeared it became obvious that it was not simply a case of littering.

The message was crudely translated into the local region's Orgri tongue, though it was the content of the message that had gotten him moving.

Some sort of challenge had been issued by a deal of individuals. The losers would be cast away with only the scars to their pride, yet the winner would receive a decent landmass to claim their own along with some sort of currency for barter.

With such things, Urg could likely secure a life-mate and be capable of living the last of his years without fear of want or attack by younger of their kind.

Drisk was in a tree, snoring away his morning, dreaming about the lynch mob that had been after him just last month for being a base sculptor. The dream made him stir in his sleep, and eventually he fell clear out of his branch, hitting the ground with a THUD. Drisk opened his eyes halfway mumbling "pain... so very much in pain." Making sure nothing was broke, Drisk moved each limb before he tried to stand up. Luckly he had been close to the ground, so he wasn't really injured. As he got up he scratched his head, and he wondered what this new day would bring, knowing it couldn't be good. It never was.

Drisk yawned, and had only gone a few steps when a man in a breifcase came up and asked "are you Drisk Kayne?" Positive he was part of another anti-base sculptor group, Drisk said warily "yes..." The man walks up to him and drops an envelope on his chest, then walked away. The envelope contained a letter and a dvd. Reading the letter, Drisk asked himself "now why would I purposefully join a contest to fight people?" Drisk started spinning the dvd on his finger when he noticed the group forming a few blocks from his house, a group that looked suspiciously like the last lynch mob. "On second thought, it might be good to get away from the house" Drisk said quietly, heading in his back door to watch the dvd.

Harna
"Groan". Harna said waking up slowly. Her cat walked in. "Hey little guy." Harna said beginning to satnd up. She noticed something in her mouth. She walked out to her lawn and grabbed her bag. She flew out to school. Neros followed her. "Oh yeah." Harna said grabbing the mail out of her mouth. She skimmed through it without a care. "Hmm go home Neros im going to fight. She flew down to land and ran to building in the city.

Reaveress
In a gym at the top of a volcano she trained in fight people to defend her village. "You won't beat me you fiend's" She yelled. She was angry that they were being attacked so she stood up tall and concentrated her power to her fist. "YOU WILL REGRET COMING HERE" Reaveress said full in rage. Her punch knock the bandits off the moutian to the ground below. "Now don't come back" She said. A eagle flew by and dropped a letter to her hand's. "Finally a challenge." She said putting her hand on her chest. "Im leaving the mountian. i dont know when ill be back." She yellwed out to the local's. She walked down the mountain and away from her village.

((OK, fast forward time. To the island and this post means you ALL get to the island at the same time))

Vancouver
Everybody had arrived at Vancouver. Most had flown in though Urg had swam to the shore.

A small, cloaked figure approached the group. He stood about 5'8" tall and his entire face was masked by a hood, except for his green sunglasses and the eyes behind them, one red and the other yellow.

The cloaked figure approached the contestants "I see you all arrived here on time. I regret to inform you that this is NOT the real departure point."

The man then gestured to somebody who had yet to reveal themselves.

Another man stepped forward, this one was also cloaked but was much larger, standing 6'10" tall. He approached the group "If you'd all like to follow me we'll get you aboard the ship and we'll be off."

He then led the group down some back alleys.

After 1 hour of walking down back alleys the group arrived at the ship. It was large enough to easily accomodate 100 people. "You're all free to pick a room of your choosing. The trip shouldn't take longer than thirty minutes."


THE ISLAND
The ship arrived and let everybody off on the island. They were all then escorted to the complex.

The tall cloaked figure pointed to a building "That is the training facility, cafateria, medical facilities and other such things."
He then points to another building "Your housing is in there."
Then he pointed to the third building "Do not go there unless you wish to die."
He turns back to the group "Other than that you may go wherever you wish now. Any questions?"

Harna
"Umm, I got one. Who are you?" Harna asked with a little tone of being scared. She was like a child in a way at the time.

Reaveress
She walked away from the group and took her clothes off. She was wearing just a bikini and jumped into the pool. "Ahh feel's good." Her back strap of her bikini came undone but she didn't notice.

"I also have one." Tetsuya said, "What are the rules for this tournament, and when the will the fights take place?"

The man who had brought the contestants looked at Harna first "My name is unnecessary. I am merely here to inform you all of the basic rules."

He then turns to Tetsuya "Ahh, somebody is already eager to fight. The rules for your matches will be announced before a match starts. As for when the tournament starts, it will start once you have all been assigned opponents. It will hopefully start tomorrow so until it begins please feel free to train or relax."