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PostSubject: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptySun Dec 04, 2016 12:36 pm

Some Valparaiso Denizens had gathered around the corner of Champion once night time hit and all the machines were clearly visible in the night, giving them away if they came near. Each of them brought out their dice and their whiskey and cut their eyes around the alley corners to see if anything might be around. Some people already had their money out.

"... The coast clear?"

Pops, who was the head honcho around the streets, keeping everyone covered from their alleyways, was the first one poking his head out, looking real shifty eyed.
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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyWed Oct 04, 2017 3:56 pm

She observed right next to them, taking in whiffs of the whiskey and letting the rattling of the dice create a metronome to what she was truly observing.

'Cha-cha-cha-ching.' Her monotonous voice echoed with the sound of the dice in her head as she observed Dr. Money and Master Bills from a distance. Her presence was neither there nor here, only her 'physical' form being amidst the riffraff of the Champion. Yet she was so unnoticeable, even with the bright pink tight outfit and bright pink hair that none would even realize that she had been following them the whole time.

That is, until she stopped observing the Man with the Infinite money, and leaned over someones shoulder as they called for if the coast was clear. Her presence came back, yet was of little consequence; perhaps giving them the feeling of simply having a little girl run from home with no clue as to where she was patronizing.

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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyThu Oct 05, 2017 7:23 am

Gambling. Street fights. That's all there was to that which went on nearby and even inside the prestigious fight club, Champion, at this particular point. The street punks and rats gathered together in their hidden corners and alleyways to swap their bids and place their bets as well as to scope out and pep up the fighters. The rabble among them was both quiet and incomprehensible, yet stirred up its own sort of commotion among the community that knew what it meant for such to occur -- another street fight.

Pops: Streetboxin' under way; coast is clear.

Pops looked around shadily and said, "Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen."

No sooner had the grifty and shifty older man said this and given the signal did everyone who was anyone begin to form their 'fight circle' around those who would be competitors against each other, throwing down their money on the ground and calling out the name of their favored Champion.

"Y'all keep quiet," Pops said, "We 'on't want no robots fiddling around in our mess, ya know?" He hushed them gently with his hands. "Simmer down."

Still, there was no use in that now. The brawling had already begun. The sound of crunching jaws and hard blows being exchanged resounded in the air and the cheering could sooner or later not be controlled. Yet, even this was part of the whole scheme of things; an order of operations that newcomers knew nothing about and those that frequented were more than ready to maximize on.

Even so, they kept their wits about them to make sure no one who 'wasn't welcome' appeared and interrupted before business was done. Of course, Pops was one of the main people keeping watch, as he did for his street thug children day in and day out, no matter what sort of trouble they got into. He saw what he thought was a little girl running around and did not want her to get exposed. "Prolly one of them li'l orphan girls," he grunted, trying to shield the visual and also keep the party quiet. "She ain't got no business 'round here." He eyed her carefully whilst still keeping things as orderly as possible with the gang gambling on street fights in the background. From the blows exchanged, it sounded like a good one.
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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyThu Oct 05, 2017 11:14 am

She watched as everyone seemed to move with preciseness, as precise as such ruckus could have at least, to set up for some obviously barbaric form of entertainment...

What was barbaric again?

A small pause in her mind and she drew the word from the history of the land itself around her. Simply savage and cruel, unsophisticated.

That's nice.

Her interest, or lack thereof, was drawn to the actual fights. Hearing people cheer as others brutally laid into each other...made her feel nothing. Or did she feel something? Either way, she did find the spectacle somewhat stimulating from the blood that was spilled. She could think of dozens of ways to make their blood spill more entertainingly though. Perhaps she really was interested in the 'barbaric' fights.

"Neanderthals." She spoke aloud in a monotonous whisper. That was it. That's what the word barbaric meant to her in this situation. Lowly people not developed enough to be of any concern or consequence to her. The reason she didn't know if she were interested or not, primarily being not now that she DID know, was because they weren't stimulating enough in more areas than simple brutality; Which they were also lacking, evident from the lack of actual brutality going on.

She could fix it.

Ignoring the boss; his eyes had been on her since she made her presence known, she knew, yet didn't give the man the time of day with his creepy, loli loving ass; she made her way to the center of men as a fight was set to finish, physically telling them she was prepared to take part in the next fight.

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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyThu Oct 05, 2017 1:06 pm

It was just as the brawl was coming to an end that the rabble swiped up the bets all over the ground and snatched what they could, winner or loser. Those that won scampered off with their winnings, but those who lost and sought out the change were met with harsh retribution by those who were always watching out for themselves and whatever opportunity there was available to and for them.

"AY YOU STOLE MY MONEY!!!" This happened frequently; it was part of the scenario, at the point. "THEMS FIGHTIN' WORDS!!" And so, the next bout began without the first fully coming to finish. The unconscious man was out cold and bloodied on the pavement, but those who were in a brawl now were fighting over the proceeds and the fairness(?) of the engagement.

Pops: Next one's a-goin...

Pops' eyes trailed the gal that happened to wander into the bout, not minding that she slipped on by when he heard her curse at them. His slender, sharp eyes turned away from her real quickly and easily without paying her further mind; she insulted both he and his boys, so he wasn't going to fend for her like he might have initially. "Li'l orphan girl just earned'erself a death wish..." he grumbled, still keeping watch as the lookout. "At least ain't no machines acomin..." he went on, totally ignoring the lass and the fight now. It seemed like he was trying very hard to keep his attention away. Even so...

"YO, WHO DIS LI'L GIRL!?!?" It was already too late; the youngling had been spotted. "AY, YOU DON'T BELONG HERE. GET TA STEPPIN!!" Of course, those who were already damn near fighting to the death over the loose chump change thrown out haphazardly with intent to get into a scuffle were already well into the fighting for their scraps; they wouldn't be paying attention to anyone or anything except the one they fought and a signal to clear out if things got too hot and hectic around this alleyway, which, of course, the loser was anticipating so he could keep his money and his life (if it even got that critical). It was the ones who were crowding around watching and placing more bets that were edging her out and getting frustrated with her. There was a fine little system they had worked out there where the one who broke this unspoken code was the next to get his ass whooped whilst those who made it out took off and left with whatever they could get. The crowd thinning made it easier to see, especially those who were more lowly than the rest and deserved getting beaten to a pulp by the rest of them for breaking an unspoken code of honor (or at least brotherhood) between them all. No one had to speak to act on it, and they'd continue stalking the weak ones like prey and hassling them for being that way at all until they were dead or had nothing but enemies everywhere they went. It was easy to weed them out this way, Pops knew -- many veterans of these types of bouts were savvy, which is why no one picked up what they did not put down. This girl would learn just how ruthless these men were... the hard way.

"You ain't lookin to get into a mess, are ya, girl?" These cutthroat ruffians didn't care if the young lady was old enough or strong enough to defend herself, they only saw her as another target for whatever reason they were given, just like with each other. Nothing else meant anything to them -- they were depraved and that is how the depraved functioned. "Best turn 'round and go back the way you came..." That was her only warning and threat simultaneously, since they were trying to pay mind to who the winner would be so that they didn't lose track of their money littered all over the pavement waiting to be filched by the weaker of them in broad daylight for everyone to see, judge and act on in secret. No one had time to mess with some little orphan broad. "We don't change diapers, neither, but we know how to slip off some panties." That was her signal to hightail it out of there before she lost something she might want to keep to herself.
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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyMon Jan 22, 2018 7:37 pm

She had barely been paying attention to them, though she heard and processed everything they said. Barely paying attention to her was simply not having the will to acknowledge them. Should she acknowledge them? Would she gain something from it? There words were obviously meant to dissuade her from her current course of action which was simply showing them what true brutality was. Maybe she should voice that so they would await and see what she was to do.

Yet words were not her strong suit. She was only just put into existence. Or, something like existence.

She did pay attention to the last one to speak to her. With her one piece sweater so short as it was, she turned to the one who spoke and easily pulled off her tiny little knickers in front of everyone. She dropped the undergarment into the pile of money.

"Payment." She simple called before walking into the brawl happening and backhanding both men with enough force to embed them into a wall several dozen feet away.

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PostSubject: Re: Streetboxin'   Streetboxin' EmptyMon Jan 22, 2018 9:11 pm

The boys went silent for a moment.

"Now yer talkin..." Pops finally said, suddenly becoming extra overly friendly with the newcomer as if he had known her all of his life.

Immediately, Pops walked passed her and joined in the merriment of the bunch playing their little street game. "... Wassup cuz...." Pops said to a person who looked like he was distracted by the panties being flung onto the field as part of the bets, eyeing his money on the ground and looking around at other people whilst he was in the blind spots of the man's vision at any given time. "... You know I'm innit! Hahaha!" Pops shook the man's hand many times and turned him toward the young lady that presented herself in such a fashion, getting the show on the road immediately. "... Ahunnern..." -- counted too high, had to tone it down -- "... Thirty..." Pops kind turned his head real smooth and let old dude deal with the lass and said under his breath, "... Treefiddy."

In one swift motion, it was gone and Pops was out.
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