Avatar Fight Club--SEASON II

[Teяa253]

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The long awaited Season II has finally arrived!!!
and yes, this time it's back for a good while...
for now though, here's a prologue while I make preps...

I strode out onto the arena, where 10 of our Fight Club Members were standing. I was finally revealing who I really was. Formerly known as 253, I would now be known as Tera—Tera Mezhiak Altina; the same Tera who had been a big jerk to everyone in previous times, and yet was the well-loved announcer of fight club. Some people were surprised that I, 253, was revealed as a girl, but I didn’t care. The 2nd season of Fight Club was now finally under way. I glanced over to our 10 fighters: Aang, Katara, Sokka, Zuko, Iroh, Azula, Mai, Ozai, Zhao, and Long Feng. I then made the announcement.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I boomed in a voice much like my real voice, “after a rather long hiatus, the Fight Club Continues!”
Naturally, this was greeted with roars of applause. Even the members of the fight club were clapping. Of course, there were a few more Fight Club members that had not yet appeared, but there was a reason.
“This time around,” I continued, “The combatants will be able to face some of a group of guest characters. Please welcome our guests to the Fight Club!” when I said this, a group of 6 characters appeared. Among them were benders of all sorts. I introduced them as they appeared.
“First up” I said “is Aang’s last incarnation: Avatar Roku!”
Roku stepped out waving and cheering. He demonstrated some of his avatar powers before standing, arms crossed, staring at the veteran fighters across from him.
“Then” I continued “we’ve got a master airbender, Monk Gyatso!”
As Gyatso stepped out onto the field, a huge rush of wind settled into the audience. I continued.
“And, a younger figure from the earth kingdom,” I said, “We have Haru. Oh the jokes I could make about him, especially if he still had facial hair, but now’s not the time, eh?”
Haru said nothing. He simply strode out with swift, long strides.
“Additionally,” I said, “we’ve got the waterbending master to rival Katara—Master Pakku!”
Pakku stroked onto the field with calm and confidence. He had a gliding method to his movement, as if he was the water he bended. Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard.
“That must be another combatant,” I said, and sure enough it was.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I said, “also joining us is King Bumi! He might be addicted to steroids and crack, but he cut the steroids to join. The crack, however, might be a different story.”
Bumi just laughed and punched his palm. There were 2 more characters for me to introduce, and 3 veterans to show.
I glanced over to see Aang, Katara and Sokka leaning in with each other. It seemed like someone was missing. Zuko and Iroh were the same way, as were Mai and Azula. I knew of course where the missing fighters were and why they were gone, but that was for later.
“This next character,” I said, “was one that had to get a lot of permissions before being allowed to join. Why were we so hard on her? Well, we had various reasons, but nonetheless, here she is. Ladies and gents, please welcome our fiendish bloodbending friend Hama!”
Out of all the characters so far, Hama’s cheers had been the loudest. People were chanting “bloodlust, bloodlust!”
“Trust me,” I said, “these fight will have plenty of violence. We’ll step it up as we go. Anyways, these are 6 of the 7 new characters that are joining as guest fighters. Now however, we are about to introduce 3 of our veteran fighters. You all have obviously noticed their absence. These are our champions, so we decided to give them a little more glory.” I paused, and a stand appeared in the center of the arena. On it were 3 platforms, one with a 3, a higher one with a 2, and a higher one with a 1.
“In 3rd place,” I boomed, “with a 4-2 win-loss record is Toph Bei Fong!”
Out of nowhere, (or, likely from beneath the earth,) Toph appeared; taking her position in 3rd. she pointed and laughed, waving her arm in the air to the roaring crowds.
“In 2nd place,” I continued, “with a 5-1 win-loss record is Sanaki Li Chan! Also, it is worthy of noting that Sanaki is the only permanent “guest” character. However, she’s here to stay and is officially part of the fight club. I mean, come on, she’s the 2nd best fighter here.”
Sanaki was able to save me any further talking. A huge burst of flame appeared on the 2nd place platform. When it subsided a second later, Sanaki was standing there, both her arms in the air. She was smiling and laughing as well. The crowds were getting louder. During Toph’s moment, they had cheered her name, and now they were cheering Sanaki’s
“And,” I continued, “the Avatar Fight Club Season I 1st place champion, is the only character to go undefeated, holding a 7-0 win-loss record.”
I didn’t even need to announce her name. Once I had said ‘and’ to begin my sentence, people begin roaring one solitary name again and again;
“Ty Lee, Ty Lee, Ty Lee, Ty Lee!”
And indeed it was true. Ty Lee flipped and jumped all the way over to her platform as the Avatar Fight Club Champion. She was presented with a huge trophy. The interesting part was what was on the trophy. It depicted all 13 members of the original fight club duking it out in a free-for-all. The fighters that had better records were doing more damage, and the ones who lost more often were losing on the trophy as well. Ty Lee held it high in the air triumphantly.
“And now,” I said, “we are about to meet the last newcomer to the world of Avatar Fight Club. Ladies and Gents, our last fighter is a Kyoshi warrior girl who’s strong enough to knock a fully grown man 40 feet off, and yet is dumber than a sack of rocks—and is not afraid to straight-up admit it. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Zuki Meisha to the fray!”
A woman dressed like a Kyoshi warrior smashed her way out onto the field. She flexed, and then lifted the stand that Toph, Sanaki, and Ty Lee were on above her head—with one hand. Now, the three girls may not have had an enormous combined weight, but that platform was metal, and I knew that Zuki was not a metalbender. She was strong enough however, that she could pass off as one.
Zuki was in her early 20s, 21 to be exact. She was average size, average weight, but her face was so distinct you could catch her from anywhere. She had to typical white makeup on her face, with the red over one of her eyes. She only had it over one because over a large area surrounding her other eyes, she had a huge, blood-red scar reminiscent of Zuko’s. The other distinct feature of her face was that she was always smiling or laughing about something. I smirked when I told the staff I was adding her to the fray. Now though, the roster was complete, and I looked forward to seeing what would happen. Additionally, I had one more rule I wanted to announce.
“Keep in mind,” I said, as I began walking away, “that sometimes, a fighter will be able to face against a copy of them self. However, only 1 point is awarded. If the original fighter wins, they get a win. If they close, they get a loss point. Simple; I think so. That way, you’re not assured a loss when you fight yourself. Just something to keep in mind”
Some of the crowds gasped, and some of the characters looked worried, but I just chuckled and decided to let them dwell on that while I went back with the staff: The Serenes Family, Sanaki and Mikaya, and even Zuki, to go discuss the future of the Avatar Fight Club...

so, whatcha think?
~Katara~

[Bruce8331]

Oh yea first post!!

Anyway, I love how it started with the awards of the titles and the big trophy for Ty Lee, that was totally (LOL I said it again) epic, I really wish I was in the audience. *starts day-dreaming*

P.S. I can't wait for the actual fights, especially with Suki! (Oh this is going to be so exciting!!)

[Orophin]

Woo! Finally here! Woo!

(I am in the crowd, it's called the Sanaki-cheer-section )

[Teяa253]

just like last time, I'm not gonna posts in this thread. if you want my input, feel free to use the original fight club thread.

anyways, here's round 26 finally!

ROUND 26: TY LEE VS. IROH

It had been such a long time since I had last been in fight club. For that matter, it had been a long time since Fight Club had been last organized. However, that was all behind us now. Season II was kicking in and I was one of the round openers. I wondered who they had chosen for me to go against; Sanaki Li Chan; Toph Bei Fong; Katara perhaps? I looked around and saw fire and lightning. I might be fighting Sanaki again after all.
“Welcome one; welcome all, back to season 2 of the Avatar Fight Club!” I heard 253 shout. Of course, she was now visible, and I recognized it as Tera. She continued.
“Today, we have our undefeated Fight Club Champion, Ty Lee again!”
The crowds went nuts. I smiled my traditional oversized smile and waited for her to announce my opponent.
“And,” she said, “facing against her is the only other character to go undefeated last season. Of course, his overall score was only +2, but zero losses are zero losses. Perhaps that will change today... nonetheless, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Dragon of the West, Mr. Tea, Santa Claus, whatever you want to call him—Iroh!”
Surprisingly, I got a loud cheer from the crowd. Sure it wasn’t as loud as Ty Lee’s, but since she was the Avatar Fight Club reigning champion, I figured that that was to be expected.
“Fighters,” said 253, AKA Tera, “take your positions!”
I did and waited patiently for her to announce the beginning. I figured I’d start out with defense, and then strike afterwards. Tera called out for the round to commence, and just as I figured, Ty Lee came shooting at me faster than a Sanaki Li Chan fireball (well, almost) as she was sprinting towards me, I found my usual cup of tea in m corner, and emptied it before she reached me. As she did, I launched a roundhouse kick at her which surprisingly knocked her off guard. She hissed. I knew that on both sides, bloodlust was kicking in again. Tera seemed to have a way with making that happen.
Iroh began laughing in his jolly old man laugh, perhaps to provoke me. I wondered if Bumi had slipped steroids into Iroh’s tea, but I said nothing, and just began sprinting around, jabbing at the air, but purposely missing most of my attacks. I didn’t hit him in a pressure point, but I did leave some marks on him. Iroh was similar to Ozai with fighting styles, but Iroh was faster and more powerful. He also had a calm to him that seemed to help his performance. I decided to learn from the wise old man and remain calm myself. I breathed deep and thought of a happy moment. Thinking of one took no effort—I was almost always happy. I smiled, but I had waited too long. Iroh had blasted me clean off my feet with a huge bolt of lightning. I was knocked clean off the arena.
“Ladies and gents,” said Tera, “if Ty Lee is out already, then I am going to shut down the Fight Club.”
People gasped. Tera laughed.
“Just kidding,” she said, “but seriously, did Iroh win already?”
“Of course not,” I replied, “Ty Lee knows better than to throw a fight!”
Of course, I was saying this because I knew exactly where she was. She was somewhere down there, clinging to the walls. I figured greeting her with a nice fire dragon would make her day, so I began twirling my arms and waiting…”
Ty Lee sprang up and my dragon greeted her. She was again knocked off her feet, but she recovered this time and threw one of her metal spikes at me. It hit me square in the neck, and my whole right side went rigid. However, through my years of firebending experience, I knew that movement was not necessary. It was sometimes even overrated.
“Did I ever tell you why I am called the dragon of the west?” I called out, “well, let me demonstrate!”
Iroh’s taunt was followed by a huge wave of fire coming from his mouth. He was literally spewing fire at me. Had I not been fighting him, I would have thought it was cool, because there were lots of pretty colors and fires. I dodged around, sidestepping several of his attacks, and getting seared by others. I began to stagger, and even I noticed it. Additionally, he had regained movement in his limbs again, and so he was scampering around as well. I now had one last strategy—to wait for an opening and exploit it at all costs. I jumped in real close for some melee combat and learned that Iroh was pretty good at this as well. Nonetheless, I was gaining the upper hand against him. This time though, I thought of something different. I was at a point where I knew he would attack. Instead of trying to defend, block, or dodge it, I pretended to take the hit, and sent myself sprawling. Before I landed though, I recovered by landing on my hands and flinging myself high into the air. I ended up flying clear over him.
I was surprised that she hit me so quickly. There was about a second’s time between the time I hit her with my attack and the time she had nailed me in the back by flipping over me. She had disabled me completely. I felt like I was going to fall over. Therefore, as I fell, I spun around, shooting one last huge wave of fire from my mouth. I managed to burn Ty Lee’s feet rather badly, but since she wasn’t like Toph, who needed her feet to see, she was able to manage. In fact, she strode over to me on her hands in her happy go-lucky style and finished me quickly with her trademark move—the one that had taken the lives of many others. So I had lost; against the champion such a thing was to be expected. Besides, the good waterbender Kai Serenes would have me up good as new in no time flat. Still, I thought back to the beginning of the round where I had drunk that cup of Jasmine Tea. Thinking of that made me die happy.
“And, after a surprising twist of fate (and the usual semi-mutilation),” said Tera, “Ty Lee wins again. I’m not sure how long this kid’s gonna hold her record, but the results are looking rather interesting...”
I’m not going to say that winning got boring, but standing there when you’re on the verge of death just to hear some roaring crowds does get old. I mean, the first thought that was always in my mine every time I won was “can I get healed now”. I saw cute little Sanaki come in with Kai, who took Iroh up gently and, even as she was walking off the battlefield, I could see her using her waterbending to heal Iroh. Even though I had just beaten him, I still had respect for him. He was a great fighter, and I figured if he fought more people he’d probably have a record like Toph’s or Sanaki’s. I suddenly remembered that my feet were burned, and the fact that I couldn’t feel them was not a good sign. As I crumpled, on the verge of unconsciousness, I saw Kai returning...

so Ty Lee won. what are you all gonna do about it, huh? HUH!?!
STANDINGS:
Ty Lee: 8-0
Sanaki: 5-1
Toph: 4-2
Iroh: 2-1
Katara: 3-3
Mai: 1-1
Long Feng: 1-1
Sokka: 1-2
Aang: 1-3
Azula: 0-2
Zuko: 0-2
Zhao: 0-2
Ozai: 0-4


so, whatcha think?
~Katara~

[Bruce8331]

Through this whole fight was I totally rooting for Ty Lee; but even so I was surprised to see Iroh get defeated just because...well...he's the Dragon of the West!

But anyway......YEAH for another Epic Battle!! 10/10 (Yep, I'm rating again)

[Orophin]

Well, Iroh lost, but... fight club's back, baby! Woo!

[Teяa253]

piuty Reaperz isn't here... this is the round he's been waiting for forever...

ROUND 27: AANG VS. KOROTU
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Tera boomed, “today we have another guest fighter joining the ranks of Avatar Fight Club,”
The crowds roared as I stepped onto the battlefield. I was not the guest fighter, I was Aang. As usual, the first thing I did was look into the corners to see what type of bender (if any) I was fighting. 2 corners were tornados of air, and the other two were water. Whoever this guest character was, he or she was a waterbender.
“Avatar Aang will be fighting a man from the water tribes,” Tera boomed, stating the obvious, “a man known for being in possession of an artifact of great value and power, and also a calm man of honor. Folks, please welcome Korotu Selene!”
I looked over into the opposite corner and saw a man clad in blue and grey. He had a mask over his mouth, but I could see a scar on one side of his face. He looked like the sinister type. However, when I said something to him, he responded kindly with a calm tone. I would have to get to know this guy in the Underground after out fight was done, for he was not what he appeared to be—instead of a sinister, carefree thug, he was more of the gentle yet collected type. Now I waited for the announcement that the fight could begin. Once I heard it, I began my technique. I figured someone this calm could likely be beaten at their own game, so I tried waterbending for starters.
I forgot that this boy was also the avatar. He seemed to have a playful nature to him nonetheless. I figured I could play his game. I dodged the attacks he sent at me, and countered other. Of course, as was expected, I was also hit with others as well. Aang suddenly diverted to earthbending, and pulled a Toph-style move on me, sending me smashing against the back wall. If I fell from here I would fall into the eternal abyss, and thus lose the round. However, as I was flying backwards, I conjured up some water and froze it around me, making an ice shield. Therefore, when I smashed against the wall, I was unhurt. Additionally, instead of falling, I melted the ice and quickly refroze it into a bridge which I simply walked back across onto the battlefield on.
I flipped backwards upon seeing Korotu’s sudden and surprising return, but just because I was a kid did not mean that I was going to give up—or give mercy. I pulled out my glider, spun it over my head and instead of making it spring out, I smote Korotu over the head with it—hard. It stunned him, and I used this as my chance to strike. I used waterbending to freeze myself a blade and began slashing madly at him. I ended with a finishing blow that sent him sprawling.
I got up and shook my head. Blood from my forehead dripped into my eyes, but I had had experiences like this before—and one of these “experiences” had given me the scar on my face. I saw Aang charge at me with his ice sword again, however, he must have forgotten that I was a waterbender, because I bent it right out of his hand and turned it into a water-whip which I lashed his left arm with, cutting it open. Aang recoiled, and then began sending rocks at me Toph-style again. I figured he wouldn’t try fire on me because of his lack of experience in that department and because I was a waterbender, but of course, I’ve been wrong before. The only person I knew that was always right was a Kyoshi Warrior named Zuki Meisha. That aside, I was right about Aang’s behavior so far.
Korotu may have been gentle at heart, but he was also a cunning and calculative fighter. He seemed to be reading my moves. If only I could control my avatar state, then I’d have him in my clutches, maybe even literally. We kept exchanging blows, and for the most part, neither of us was able to land attacks on the other. However, we both noticed that we were slowly diminishing. It was here that my plan went into effect. Korotu hit me with a dangerous move that could have killed me if it had been but a tiny bit more accurate. This triggered something in my head that made my eyes glow. My only thought now was: “bingo”.
I stepped back as I watched Aang go up into the sky. Whatever I had just triggered had not been good. I readied myself for the attack, and got the light end of it fortunately enough for me. Therefore, I was able to survive the blow. I looked around and remembered the elements that were in each corner. I decided to put a play of illusions on. This was a technique that Kai Serenes, part of the Fight Club Staff, would use in real combat. She was skilled enough that she could literally melt away and seem to be in up to 21 different places. My skill with the move was limited to freezing myself and making it look like I was in 4 different places, but Kai was practically a goddess, so I didn’t even bother comparing to her. Anyways, I appeared to be in 4 different places, and I saw Aang preparing to use his finishing move on all four ice blocks, one at a time, but with speed.
I attacked each of the four blocks in procession. When I hit the 3rd one, I knew Korotu was in it, but when I attacked it, he disappeared. I instantly broke the 4th one just in case, but I saw no signs of disappearing from that one. Suddenly, I felt someone grab my head from behind, pull my head back, and run a dagger along my throat. I fell to the ground in fair defeat. After all, Fight Club has close to no rules.
I wiped off my dagger on my shirt and shrugged. So this was the Avatar Fight Club, huh? Well, whatever it was, I liked it—and not just because I won. I watched as the staff members came in to clean up the battlefield. The staff consisted of the twin sisters Mikaya and Sanaki, Tera the supernatural, a Kyoshi Warrior named Zuki Meisha, and then the Serenes Family. I saw Kai and Sanaki taking Aang away, and I heard Tera announcing the results of the fight.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” she said, “Our guest fighter, Korotu Selene, has picked up his first win in the Avatar Fight Club!”
This was greeted by roaring cheers from various parts of the crowd. I wasn’t the type who would sit there and glory in my victory like some people might, so I just shrugged and waited for one of the staff members to take me away. It was Sanaki who ended up doing so.
“Wow,” she commented, “you can still walk. That’s a rarity.” She giggled and led me behind the scenes to the place where I would be restored.
“On a side note, folks,” said Tera, “there is a new challenge at the Avatar Fight Club effective immediately. The challenge, dubbed “The Impossible Challenge” is where you can take a chance to become the master of the fight club. The only objective is to simply land an attack on our dear friend and powerful avatar Kai Serenes II. If anyone wants to find out more, please see me, Tera Mezhiak Altina, between fights.”
All I knew was that Kai II was nearly invincible, so I’d most likely be sitting that one out for a long time...

so, the only thing that happens now is that Aang loses a point. I'll get into guest characters and their wins/losses later.
STANDINGS:
Ty Lee: 8-0
Sanaki: 5-1
Toph: 4-2
Iroh: 2-1
Katara: 3-3
Mai: 1-1
Long Feng: 1-1
Sokka: 1-2
Azula: 0-2
Zuko: 0-2
Zhao: 0-2
Aang-1-4
Ozai: 0-4

so, whatcha think?
~Katara~

[Bruce8331]

WICKED!! Korotu kicks the Avatar's @$$!!

Hmmm did Korotu kill Aang in the Avatar State, because if he did, Korotu would have ended the Avatars forever.....

[Orophin]

Sweeet! Korotu kicks some Avatar a$$! Lol.

[Teяa253]

here's the last installmenbt I have for now... but this is not round 28... this is one of those... special rounds.

WARNING: THIS FIGHT CONTAINS A LOT OF KATARA (you'll see what I mean) AND THEREFORE HAS A LOT OF GRAPHIC VIOLENCE

SPECAIL ROUND CODENAME 002: KATARA

I strode out onto the battlefield again. I looked around to see that there was water in all 4 corners of the arena. I wondered who I could be fighting. It seemed that I was always chosen to go up against someone who would mutilate me. I was about ready to start calling Fight Club the “Mutilate Katara Club.” I shrugged.
“Katara,” said Tera, who was going by this name instead of 253 now, “is the first Fight Club Member to experience one of the new game modes for Fight Club Season II. This game mode is going to pit Katara against someone so much like her...” Tera paused, obviously awaiting the buildup of suspense, “that it IS her.”
“What,” I exclaimed, but my answer soon made itself apparent. Standing in the opposite corner was me—except I was dressed in red, and had a nasty smirk on my face.
“That’s right folks,” said 253, “Katara faces herself. These clones fight just like the original character. However, they may act different than the original character, sometimes dramatically so. Also, the scoring system is different in this game method. If the original character beats the clone, then that character gets a win point. If the clone kills the original, then the character gets a loss point. It’s very simple. That in mind let the battle begin!”
The red Katara came at me like I normally would, a look of anger and malice on her face. Was this really how I fought? Was I really this sinister? I thought about the question too long. The red Katara had slashed my chest from shoulder to shoulder. The pain was intense, and I fell to my knees. I couldn’t be this close to losing already. Luckily, the red Katara seemed to realize that now was not the time to finish me off, for instead of trying a finisher, she backed up, bent backwards on her knees and howled like a wolf. My jaw dropped. She turned and grinned at me, baring fangs.
“What’s the matter, scared?” she leered. Her voice was really low—lower than the voices of several grown men that I knew. I shot water balls at her, and she dodged them, and then made some sort of growling nose and slashed at me with her bare hands. One of her hands connected with my right arm, and cut it open. She paused and looked at my blood which was on her hands. She sniffed it, and then licked it. She howled again. I used this moment to pummel her with my fists. I shot ice darts at her afterwards, and many of them peppered her face. I heard her wail, and she was sent sprawling. She collected herself and stood on all fours before getting up. She snarled at me, and I could tell she was angry. I looked at her face and saw that her jaw was hanging open at a strange angle. Also, my darts had put both her eyes out, so blood from them was dripping down her face, and splattering on the floor of the arena. The thing that perhaps surprised me the most was the fact that my clone was feral. This was definitely not me, whatever it was.
I began whipping the red Katara back and forth with my water whips. She howled in pain, and blood was appearing from cuts all over her wild body. However, she was still not going to die.
“Play time’s over,” she grinned, pointing in my direction. I decided to remain completely quiet. She was blind now, and I knew that she was trying to listen for any sound I might make. I tried to be as silent as possible, but I had to breathe, and she detected this. The red Katara suddenly came forward shooting water at me, and then I suddenly lurched forward. She was bloodbending me. She began making me hurt myself, and I could see myself spilling my blood all over the field... as she did this, she bent back and howled again in triumph, and then leered again with the same phrase she used last time.
“What’s the matter, scared?” she taunted, and by now I was fed up. I conjured up huge streams of water and began swinging them at her. She dodged a lot of them, but took hits from some others. One in particular, knocked her clean off her feet. This had truly turned into the battle of the waterbending masters. The red Katara, although blinded, was still fighting for her life, and did not seem deterred at the loss of her eyes.
Suddenly, I stopped. I felt a large spike driven through my forehead. I stopped, and felt it… my head had cracked open, but I was still alive, and still fully conscious, and had not lost any motor skills or memory. The crack was not huge, but there was blood coming out of it profusely. It went into my eyes and I began to lose my sight as a result. I blinked much of it out, but my hair was also getting in the way.
However, I decided to shut this feral creature up once and for all. She lunged at me, and her claws latched onto my arm, and her fangs sunk into my neck. I screamed in pain, but had an instant retaliation. I crated a huge ice spike, and with my left arm, drove it through the central portion of the red Katara’s neck, severing most connections. I knew she couldn’t live through that. There was a foot of ice sticking out the back of her neck. She stopped and gave one last howl with what wind she had left, and then she collapsed on the ground, dead.
I had been so torn up that I could barely move. In fact, the red Katara’s fangs and claws had ripped flesh from my neck and arm when she died.
“And that makes the game,” Tera announced, and I sighed with relief.
“Finally,” I muttered, “this really is the “mutilate Katara” club...” I had lost use of my arm, my head was cracked open, part of my neck had just been ripped out, my legs were bleeding, my right arm was disabled, and my chest had a huge gash in it. I was breathing very heavily by the time Kai came around to pick up the remains of the red Katara. I was still surprised (and slightly scandalized) that my clone was such a feral, untamed creature. Oh well. I was about to die, and so I had to make sure that I stayed alive at least until everything was said and done.
“The original Katara won that round,” said Tera to the cheering crowds, “and therefore, as a result, she gets a point for a victor, but no point for the other Katara’s loss. With that in mind, there will be many more rounds similar to this, so root for your favorite characters!”
The crowds roared and cheered, even when I finally slipped out of consciousness and into an unconscious world from loss of blood. Sure I thought that the fight club might be out to rip me apart, but hey, at least I had won my fight against myself...

that said, the real Katara won, so another point for her.
Ty Lee: 8-0
Sanaki: 5-1
Toph: 4-2
Katara-4-3
Iroh: 2-1
Mai: 1-1
Long Feng: 1-1
Sokka: 1-2
Aang: 1-3
Azula: 0-2
Zuko: 0-2
Zhao: 0-2
Ozai: 0-4

so, whatcha think?
~Katara~

[Orophin]

Yay! I knew Katara would win!

...

Wait...

[Bruce8331]

That was......wicked!! And the bloodlust was so good, that I almost feel sick (really, I do feel sick) which is awesome!!

Great work on the match. 10/10 (why do I bother rating when it always turn out to be "10/10"? LOL)

Orophin I dont understand the whole thing either, but atleast it's entertaining LOL

[Orophin]

I'm not really confused, lol.

[Ilovethisshow]

WOO FIGHT CLUB.
Alright, let's see some more violence.

[justafan]

FINALLY, THE FIGHT CLUB HAS COME BACK.... & IT ENTERTAIN US