[ ATT :: 1 :: 1 ] Aisuma defeats Lol, We're Going To Win

Aisuma will post first.
Aisuma may not attack in their introduction.

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Lol, We're Going To Win will follow second.
Lol, We're Going To Win recieves the option of attacking first.

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A circular arena with a crowd as audience is the default setting.
Aisuma hold power to change this location.

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Aisuma have 48 hours to post.

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Good luck, to both teams.

Eyes trained forward, he would slowly move through the air, time itself seeming have to fallen to grace to slow his presence. Looking of an average Neko boy, he would wear no armour, padding or otherwise, but a single sheet of cloth sewn to form training pants, and no shirt, his only bit of clothing matching his frosty silver hair just passed his ears.

He would then set himself into a stance of ready, right hand to the ground with left hand to point the complete opposite edition. "Volt generator.....forty-five percent" At these words, his eyes would flicker a bright crystal iris of jaged pink and red.A sudden increase to the energy moving around him would make a soft wind in the air. Switching his stance, he would then move both hands to pointing down possition, "Pulse generator.....thirty-five percent" upon saying this, a rush of body based chakra would then force its way around his body, making the ground starting to shake.

"XN-Generator disabled. GPS disabled" he would then state, the energy around him having increased ten fold for the past three minutes. He would then move back up into his right ready possition, hands arised to enter into the arena compleatly now, thousands of people cheering for the necomer. Not generally to fighting in tournies, he has staid off in the back woods to be un-noticed by socity, but is now going to try to rise up and take what he wants. Mecha Medly 000 ready for combat.

Fourty-eight hours has past, and more.

Lol, We're Going To Win disqualified.

Aisuma advances.