"HELLOOO UNIVERSE!", Jahangir shouted into a black cylinder like device inscribed by some sort of magical symbol, and his voice roared across the air of the Stadium. Jahan stood on a floating platform above the clear floor of the Arena which stood tall enough in the sky to touch the tips of the clouds as they rested on the horizon.
He Opened his arms wide while bearing to the crowd his signature grin, "FANS, FRIENDS AND ENEMIES! FROM THE BLISTERING SANDS OF HELIOHAPT TO BLISTERING COLD OF IMUCHAKK!"
"WE ARE HERE TODAYYYYY!" The crowd roared back at Jahan with the excitement of a wrestlemania event.
"FOR OURRRR FIRRST!", He extended every line with charisma that only Jahan could, and the crowd loved it cheering him on before even the fighters and fawning over his celebrity status as he devoured all of their attention greedily.
"MAGI MARTIAAL ARTS TOURNAMENT!", The crowd lost it at the announcement and Jahan strolled his floating platform, as his face projected across the arena on several huge magical screens that were placed around the for the viewers. Jahan allowed the crowd to cheer for a while as he loved to hang every word in suspense, before he opened his eyes and began again.
"FIRST I WANT TO THANK ALL OF YOU FOR COMING OUT TONIGHT! WERE GOING TO BE LIVE ALL AROUND THE WORLD AND I HAVE BUILT THIS STATE OF THE ART STADIUM FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT!"
"WE ARE 28,000 FEET ABOVE THE SEA LINE, STANDING OVER A CRYSTALLINE FIELD! THATS RIGHT FOLKS THE FLOOR IS NOT GLASS! WERE TALKING ABOUT 100 METERS OF THE MOST FINE AND RARE MATERIAL ON EARTH FOR 100 METERS OF CAAARRRNAGGE!", The crowd roared and stood up more ready than ever for Jahanghir to start the show. The World King however wanted to hang on every line until the beginning of the event.
"Before I introduce our surprise challengers tonight I'd like to remind all of the ladies if you've ever been in bed with me, YOUR DRINKS AREE FREEE!", the audience made a mixture of noises from feminine shrills to annoyed boo'ing sounds and even much laughter, but Jahan rolled over the last statement without a single crack to his confidence.
"AlRIGHT NOW THE TIME THAT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FORR!", Jahan himself was even excited about this part, the standing committee for the event, outside producers and Magnostadt support had chosen the card for this event. Even he didn't have a clue of the fighters.
"Hopefully they put on a show or I will", Jahan thought to himself but it was time and he was ready. "WITHOUT FURTHER ADUE PRESENTING IN THE PURPLE CORNER!", Jahan's eyes widened as the sound of the fighter's names came through his ear piece,
"Z-ZUBAIDAHH!", Jahan choked over her name, he couldnt even think of a grande introduction line as the shock settled into his core. It was too late now though so he continued his show pointing to the opposite corner of the 100x100 meter crystalline field.
"AND IN THE BLACK CORNER WE HAVE TRENTLYYYY!", Jahan was pissed, utterly and but he wouldn't allow it to show to the audience.
"OKAY NOW FIGHTERS I WANT A CLEAN FIGHT! DONT DO ANYTHING I WOULDNT!", Jahan was still lost for words he gritted his teeth still acting like the cool calm announcer and ref that he was loved for. He put his microphone down for just a moment, pushing a button on his earpiece.
"WHY IN THE HELL IS SHE HERE?!" he whisper shouted into his ear piece making sure to hold the microphone far away.
"Sir we thought you would li-"
"YOURE A FUCKING IDIOT! YOU BASICALLY PUT MY GIRLFRIEND IN A DEATHMATCH"
"But- sir its not a deathmatch and we thought you'd appreciate a familiar face"
"Will...You're FIRED" Jahan uttered into his earpiece before ripping it out.
Jahan leapt from his floating platform into the floor of the ring and lifted his microphone once more. He looked into the distance at Zubaidah and then to the opposite corner at Trently.
"FIGHTERS TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!" HE called out, and when they would come to 5 meters of each other he would raise his hand, signaling for them to stop.
"PROTECT YOURSELVES AT ALL TIMES! I WANT THIS TO BE A CLEAN FIGHT!"
Jahan raised his arm high and in one chopping motion he would begin it all, "FIGHT!"
Notes - The Ring is a 100x100 meter box. The Floor of the Ring is immune to damage and abilities beneath A tier.
The Stadium is 28000 ft in the sky, and above the ring is Jahan's platform which is basically the Press Box.
A square box with screens hangs in the center of the arena right above Jahan's platform which presents a grande view of carnage.
Trently has the 1st post, Zubaidah has the second post.
Lastly, Jahangir has brought FORCES, AURANGZEB & His MV.
He Opened his arms wide while bearing to the crowd his signature grin, "FANS, FRIENDS AND ENEMIES! FROM THE BLISTERING SANDS OF HELIOHAPT TO BLISTERING COLD OF IMUCHAKK!"
"WE ARE HERE TODAYYYYY!" The crowd roared back at Jahan with the excitement of a wrestlemania event.
"FOR OURRRR FIRRST!", He extended every line with charisma that only Jahan could, and the crowd loved it cheering him on before even the fighters and fawning over his celebrity status as he devoured all of their attention greedily.
"MAGI MARTIAAL ARTS TOURNAMENT!", The crowd lost it at the announcement and Jahan strolled his floating platform, as his face projected across the arena on several huge magical screens that were placed around the for the viewers. Jahan allowed the crowd to cheer for a while as he loved to hang every word in suspense, before he opened his eyes and began again.
"FIRST I WANT TO THANK ALL OF YOU FOR COMING OUT TONIGHT! WERE GOING TO BE LIVE ALL AROUND THE WORLD AND I HAVE BUILT THIS STATE OF THE ART STADIUM FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT!"
"WE ARE 28,000 FEET ABOVE THE SEA LINE, STANDING OVER A CRYSTALLINE FIELD! THATS RIGHT FOLKS THE FLOOR IS NOT GLASS! WERE TALKING ABOUT 100 METERS OF THE MOST FINE AND RARE MATERIAL ON EARTH FOR 100 METERS OF CAAARRRNAGGE!", The crowd roared and stood up more ready than ever for Jahanghir to start the show. The World King however wanted to hang on every line until the beginning of the event.
"Before I introduce our surprise challengers tonight I'd like to remind all of the ladies if you've ever been in bed with me, YOUR DRINKS AREE FREEE!", the audience made a mixture of noises from feminine shrills to annoyed boo'ing sounds and even much laughter, but Jahan rolled over the last statement without a single crack to his confidence.
"AlRIGHT NOW THE TIME THAT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FORR!", Jahan himself was even excited about this part, the standing committee for the event, outside producers and Magnostadt support had chosen the card for this event. Even he didn't have a clue of the fighters.
"Hopefully they put on a show or I will", Jahan thought to himself but it was time and he was ready. "WITHOUT FURTHER ADUE PRESENTING IN THE PURPLE CORNER!", Jahan's eyes widened as the sound of the fighter's names came through his ear piece,
"Z-ZUBAIDAHH!", Jahan choked over her name, he couldnt even think of a grande introduction line as the shock settled into his core. It was too late now though so he continued his show pointing to the opposite corner of the 100x100 meter crystalline field.
"AND IN THE BLACK CORNER WE HAVE TRENTLYYYY!", Jahan was pissed, utterly and but he wouldn't allow it to show to the audience.
"OKAY NOW FIGHTERS I WANT A CLEAN FIGHT! DONT DO ANYTHING I WOULDNT!", Jahan was still lost for words he gritted his teeth still acting like the cool calm announcer and ref that he was loved for. He put his microphone down for just a moment, pushing a button on his earpiece.
"WHY IN THE HELL IS SHE HERE?!" he whisper shouted into his ear piece making sure to hold the microphone far away.
"Sir we thought you would li-"
"YOURE A FUCKING IDIOT! YOU BASICALLY PUT MY GIRLFRIEND IN A DEATHMATCH"
"But- sir its not a deathmatch and we thought you'd appreciate a familiar face"
"Will...You're FIRED" Jahan uttered into his earpiece before ripping it out.
Jahan leapt from his floating platform into the floor of the ring and lifted his microphone once more. He looked into the distance at Zubaidah and then to the opposite corner at Trently.
"FIGHTERS TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!" HE called out, and when they would come to 5 meters of each other he would raise his hand, signaling for them to stop.
"PROTECT YOURSELVES AT ALL TIMES! I WANT THIS TO BE A CLEAN FIGHT!"
Jahan raised his arm high and in one chopping motion he would begin it all, "FIGHT!"
Notes - The Ring is a 100x100 meter box. The Floor of the Ring is immune to damage and abilities beneath A tier.
The Stadium is 28000 ft in the sky, and above the ring is Jahan's platform which is basically the Press Box.
A square box with screens hangs in the center of the arena right above Jahan's platform which presents a grande view of carnage.
Trently has the 1st post, Zubaidah has the second post.
Lastly, Jahangir has brought FORCES, AURANGZEB & His MV.
