... excuse moi

Toxic eyes slid to the side at the first sign of motion, and legs tucked beneath itself in preparation to stand up. The spear wasn't in the hybrid's hands, but Alpha glared nonetheless - four neon spotlights half-marred by the unhealed gash fixing all on Hunter. His mouth was stuffed full of fruit, and his arms held just as plentiful a bounty.

The orthoclase shifted, situating its rear half on the row of collapsed bleachers behind itself. It propped itself up on its forelimbs, and stared. There was no point in covering its ass with Vargas only a short ways off, but it was tired enough to begrudgingly snatch up the offering.

That being said - personal space. Quills bristled and it pointedly shuffled away an inch or so with a brief growl. Nothing world-ending, but still a let me have space and time with my fruit.

All that done, Alpha set to work on the mango peel with its claws. It cut a line all the way around the mango, then used its teeth to carve off strips and get at the cheek inside. The kaiju was altogether way too skillful and automatic with the motions for something that really ought be an obligate carnivore.

@Hunter

Orthoclase-Alpha stared Hunter down like a predator deciding if it was worth the fight, and-- um, well-- Hunter could only give a toothy grin and hope that it didn't look too much like a snarl. We're all friends here! He thought desperately, though he couldn't help the flinch as Alpha snatched the fruit from his fingers and growled, quills bristling from end to end.

His fingers trembled as he pulled his arm back, still managing to smile despite himself, and he scooted a few inches back too-- just to make it clear that he wasn't trying to get all up in the big guy's grill. A deep breath, and he set down the rest of his mango between them, before turning back to the action while munching on his own mango.

He didn't really want to stare too much at Alpha. That was a threatening thing to do, like, "hey, you wanna go, bro?" and that was the exact opposite energy he was trying to bring to the table. He wiped the juice from his muzzle, watching as chicken and cat collided again.

"... Hey, uh... I wanted to apologize," Hunter briefly glanced back at Alpha-- and caught himself wondering if those scratches on its face had been there before. They looked... Fresh. It hadn't happened in the wrestling tournament, though. "For threatening you with my spear. I was a dumb kid, I mean. I'm sure you weren't scared of me, right?" He chuckled, tilting his head as he watched Alpha eviscerate a mango. A shiver ran up his spine. "-- Vivi could be friends with anyone. I should've realized you were with her..."

Well, he was still assuming a hell of a lot, but his heart was in the right place. Right?

"Anyways... If you're cool with Vi, you're cool with me." Flash another shy smile, and look away. That was all that needed to be said; no more badgering the big lumbering murder machine if it just wanted to be left alone.

@Orthoclase-Alpha

There was a bit of impact, but nothing satisfying - nothing more than the brush of paws against feathers, and the cat sneezed as she twisted to face the chicken. "You're not exactly doing too well either." she said bluntly, before throwing all her weight at Kalama (well, most of it).

Round: 3/5
Attempt: Throw herself and pin Kalama!
Defense: none
Injuries: none


@Kalama

"Ha! You do talk!" Kalama said. Her beak curved into a smile, and her feathers puffed. That smile dropped. So, so fast. The cat was charging at her again. Kalama backed up a step or two, feathers suddenly slack. The cat's full weight was on her before she could react, pinning her to the ground. She coughed as the wind was knocked out of her. The chicken huffed, drawing her feet in. Claws pulled back. She kicked, hoping to push the cat off of her.

think "speak"

Round: 3/5
Attempt: chikem springboard?
Defense: springboard
Injuries: dizzy from bein a dumbass, back bruise

@Adderstrike

The cat yawned, shrugged, "Sometimes," it wasn't like she ran into many Gembounds to talk to, after all. And then she was atop the rooster, flattening her ears and baring needle-sharp teeth, her instincts saying bite but knowing better - this was a game! Still, it was prey...

Adderstrike grunted as she was knocked off, staggering back, and surged to try and smack Kalama across the face.

Round: 4/5
Attempt: Smack Kalama across the face!
Defense: none
Injuries: none

@Kalama

Her kick found its mark. The smaller cat's weight was, thankfully, lifted from her body. Not before she got a good look at the cats fangs, though. Kalama's head shrunk against the stone. Anger bubbled up in the chicken. Given the opportunity, free from the cat's weight, she rose. Kalama gasped, shaking out her feathers.

"Bare your teeth at me again, furball! I'll--" She was cut off by a solid smack on her face. The chicken was stunned for a moment, beak open and eyes wide. She stumbled on suddenly unsteady legs. She crowed in anger. "How dare you interrupt me! I have a crowd--a crowd! Here to watch and listen to me!"

Kalama was puffed up and angry now. And that meant she would make stupid(er) decisions. Kalama launched herself at Adderstrike, a fullbody tackle.


think "speak"

Round: 3/5
Attempt: tackle
Defense: lol
Injuries: dizzy from bein a dumbass, back bruise

@Adderstrike

"You'll what?" the cat asked to the chicken's stunned face, tail twitching in obvious amusement. She purred, a low burr, as she watched the bird stumble about, only to find herself being tackled by the bird, staggering back with a grunt.

The cat wheezed, and lunged, trying to whack the bird with her paw.

@Kalama



Round: 5/5
Attempt: Smack Kalama across the face!
Defense: none
Injuries: Bruised side, achy-stomach,

Kalama's tackle found its mark. She felt satisfaction when her bulk met the cat's.

"I'll do that,"Kalama said. She didn't have time to feel proud. Another paw smacked her across the face. Kalama flinched, then crowed. She really wanted to use her claws against this rude, face hitting cat. Kalama's claws tapped the ground, in place of that.

"Stop that!" She said. With a growl, the chicken launched herself in another headbutt.
think "speak"

Round: 5/5
Attempt: headbutt
Defense: n/a
Injuries: dizzy from bein a dumbass, back bruise, face stingin

((double post bc i forgot to hit the checkmark ghjkkj))

@Adderstrike @Eythan

Character: Adderstrike Age: +5 (age cap) Magic Level: +1 (Fledgling) ROUND 1 Attempt: +8 Penalties: -0 ROUND 2 Attempt: +5 Penalties: -0 ROUND 3 Attempt: +16 Penalties: -0 ROUND 4 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -0 ROUND 5 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -0 Total: 57

Character: Kalama Age: +5 (age cap) Magic Level: +1 (Fledgling) ROUND 1 Attempt: +20 bruh... Penalties: -0 ROUND 2 Attempt: +17 Penalties: -0 ROUND 3 Attempt: +18 Penalties: -0 ROUND 4 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -0 ROUND 5 Attempt: +6 Penalties: -0 Total: 75

WINNER: Kalama

Pinging @Shengxiao to beep and then tag the judge (Eythan!)

(SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE, NO TABLE POST BC IM RUSHING


he honked loudly, signalling the end of the fight "you did great! rounds over!"

@Eythan