The time had finally arrived for the World Martial Arts Tournament to begin. As luck would have it, you ended up getting the very first match. And there you were, standing on your side of the arena, waiting for your opponent to arrive as the roaring audience echoed all around you.
You watched as the announcer came running outside the arena, holding up his microphone. "Now, it's time for the first match of the World Martial Arts Competition!" He swept an arm in your direction with his free hand. "First off, we have our newest challenger! Give way fooooor… você!" As he spoke, he continued running around the arena, now gesturing toward the entrance across from you. "…And it looks like our second combatant is about to arrive!"
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Excitement Level
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Gambling Addict: "I'mma put 500,000 Zeni on ta new kid!"
Drunken Fool: "Whashatt…? It'sh shtarting…?"
Mohawk Punk: "Sheee… Look at that scrawny piece of shit!"
Fangirling Schoolgirl: "você is so cool! Kyaaa〜ah!"
Out-of-Place Salaryman: "I… really shouldn't be here… I have a meeting in an hour…"
