THROW DOWN!!!

[Sivoncé™]

xX BATTLE OF THE STUDMUFFINS Xx
^{aka contest of any wolf that was ever thought to posess certain qualities of the ruggedly handsome, intriguing, and dangerous.}

Death pulled up his spandex.
Damien flexed his ripply muscles.
Sharpie put on his permanent marker warpaint.
Siv is currently taking a mental count of any other wolves that fit into this contest, but decides to give up cause if they ain't here yet they're not worth mentioning. Now we just need someone to stand in for Death as master of ceremonies....

"Stop pushing me! I told you, I don't give into peer pressure! DEATH STOP IT!" Death continued steering Bloodsbane towards the microphone.
"Shut up, Bloodsbane. Nobody listens to you, I can't believe anyone used to be scared of you, it's pathetic!" Death spat with disgust.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((time to throw out random wolfies xD))

Shade inhaled and exhaled deeply, getting pumped.
Lupus, assuming his bipedal werewolf form, began doing pushups.
Coop jogged in place, wearing sporty and stylish sunglasses.
Diablo rolled his eyes at Coop.
Arroyo and Euphrates wandered aimlessly, not really sure what they are doing there.

Mephisto, Sanceul, Dallas, Toss, Bain, Kasa, and Flame settled in the front row of the stadium, popcorn and soda in their paws. Morgan also joined in, but brought a book to read because he’s just cultured like that. Flame groaned when she realized that Bloodsbane was their announcer, and buried her head in her paws.
Sanceul shouted out to Damien. “Hey! Big guy! Show no mercy!”

[nighty!]

Missing just walked in the front row and sat next to Dallas with a giant poster that said I love my studmuffin. and on the other side. Though I know he's going to get his butt kicked. Also she was wearing 3-D glasses that she got at the market place where you could get great deals... and fake copies of movies.

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"Ugh! I can't believe....well, I...." Bloodsbane attempted to protest, but Death gestured rudely and he turned reluctantly, to the microphone. "Uh....hi?"
Death snarled angrily. "LOUDER, OR I'LL FLAY YOU NEXT---"
"I SAID HELLOOOOO LADIES AND GENTLEWOLVES, ARE YOU READY TO RUUMMMBLEEEEE?!?!?!"
Death smirked and returned to his participant's position.

Annelise ran into the stadium carrying an enormous "I LOVE YOU SHADE!" Banner with her. She winked at him as she took her seat behind Sanceul, Missing, and the others. Trying to get his attention, she mouthed the words "let's get married, but shh don't tell my Mom and Dad" to Shade across the arena. She beamed at him. "Hate to break it to you, guys," she woofed to the front row, "but the contest is already one, paws down. Shade's the hottie here!"

Damien waggled his eyebrows at Sancel. Very blase, if I do say so myself. Good job, Mister Delicious.

Death glanced sparingly at Kasa. Damnit, why can't I have a huge epic love story going? My ex-girlfriend SO does not count....well, at least she liked my dancing, right? That one time...

Sharpie strolled casually over to the stands and plopped himself between Sanceul and Kasa. "Helloooo Ladies!"

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((rofl, Damien cracks me up xD))

The stadium wolves howled with excitement, eager for the battle to begin. Lucifer entered the arena, carrying a tray and prepared to sell food and beverages to the spectators.

Coop flashed a grin toward Missing and Dallas, oblivious to the other side of the sign.

Shade searched the stands for familiar faces, and smiled widely after recognizing Annelise. He narrowed his eyes, then, reading her lips, and feeling a warm blush bloom beneath his fur. He mouthed “sure thing”… just before realizing that Arroyo was also in the contest, and standing right beside him.
He glanced up nervously, and Arroyo was glaring intently at him. “I’m gonna kill you, boy,” Arroyo growled telepathically.

Sanceul smirked at Damien’s response, but quickly glanced up at Annelise, a competitive wave washing over her. “You kidding? Just look at Damien’s smexy muscles! Your man doesn’t stand a chance!” She was swiftly interrupted, however, by a Sharpie. Sanceul frowned a little, staring at Sharpie. Oh crap—Damien has serious competition!
“…dude, seriously, personal bubble is a key phrase,” Sanceul growled, pushing Sharpie away.

Kasa couldn’t help glancing appreciatively at Sharpie—who freaking wouldn’t?—but she soon returned her sights to Death. Well, someone’s gotta be his cheerleader, right? Might as well be me—nothing better to do now that the bar is closed, anyway!
Flame leaned past Kasa, yelling excitedly. “C’mon bro! Show ‘em what you got!” Because, seriously, he needs a girlfriend by this time!

[nighty!]

Missing turned around and grabbed her sign, the back side facing her. "I just love my studmuffin but Damien and Shade do have smexy muscles I have to admit," She said to them. Miss turned the sign around so Coop wouldn't see the other side of the sign. "Yeah, I know."

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Annelise winced as she caught sight of her father. But right now, there was a far more serious war to wage. She turned to Sanceul with a raised brow. "Muscles? Yeah, but it's probably like a freak hybrid Hellfirian thing. Maybe he'll go rabid on you someday and you'll like die or something! At least my man is normal. All of his strongness and brawn are natural!"

Death grimaced at Sharpie, getting quite the response from the ladies. All right, you're going down! Kasa and Flame were there to cheer him on, though. Well, Flame mostly. He sighed heavily. I can't doubt myself but...if I was really all that studdish...wouldn't I have a steady girlfriend by now? I mean, I had that whole epic love thing with Slash but...she....left me when I needed her, and then I dumped her sorry ass. So....yeah, that just detracts points....

Siv hurried into her seat with popcorn, waving a paw to Arroyo from the stands. With a wink, she settled in to watch the action.

"ROUND ONE!" Bloodsbane's voice boomed throughout the stadium.
(How should we decide the rounds???)

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((hmm, I don’t know… for now, you can go ahead and knock out Coop and Euphrates xD they’re not gonna last very long, especially Coop))

Mephisto glanced over at Missing, chuckling a bit at her sign. He leaned back in his seat, hoping to witness a good-and-bloody battle. Meanwhile, the tension between Annelise and Sanceul was quickly erupting into their own little spat.
He turned toward Missing again. “…are those two always like that?” Or am I just lucky?

Sanceul’s midnight orb flashed. Oh, it’s on now!
“Psh, sorry, girl, but your man is a scrawny little scamp. He’s cute, maybe, but not stud material. I mean, look at Damien—that whole Hellfirian thing you mentioned? Yeah, that only adds to his mystique! Now that’s a strong guy you can admire—been through hell and ready to kick some ass!”
Her THIS IS WAR! expression had consumed her face.

Arroyo lifted his head, assuming a faux grin as Siveria cheered him on. Taking advantage, Shade hurriedly slipped from his side to stand near Death, oblivious to the catfight emerging in the stands.
Then, at the sound of Bloodsbane’s voice, Shade, Lupus, Coop, Diablo, Euphrates, and Arroyo spread out, staring down the competition as they each prepared for war.

[nighty!]

Missing sighed as the two she-wolves started to fight about who is hotter and who isn't. Then a wolf asked her if they were always like that. "I don't know honestly because I just meant them. The only wolves I know here is Coop and Dallas. I'm Missing, and you are?" She asked the wolf. This wolf seemed really nice to her and maybe they'll be friends (XD)

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[.Rabid Lycan.]

((LOL—yes, Mephisto and Missing are just so completely compatible xD))

Mephisto smiled softly, bowing his head in a polite gesture. “Hello then, Missing. They call me Mephisto—and by ‘they’, I mean the insane werewolf over there.” Wolfie waved to him from some random spot out in the stadium, proudly wearing the “Lord of the Typos” badge. “…anyway, nice to meet ya.” He paused, glancing up at her sign (reading the back), and looked out at the competitors. “Umm… I’m guessing you don’t have much confidence in this ‘Coop’, then?”

Dallas glanced at Mephisto, uncertain of the male, but ultimately turned his attention back to Coop, eager to see his arrogant brother get his just deserts.

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( xD Waving to your char, Wolfie? )

Oh, dayyum, she did NOT say that!!!!!!!!
"Hun, I think your brain has fungus in it," Annelise spat back, "I mean, really, your defense is he's got mystique? What does that make him, a fricken gypsy doll?" Unfortunately, Annelise did not know or understand who she was talking to or how ironically nasty she was being. xD

Siv's ears twitched sharply and she sighed under her breath. I thought I taught her better than that. Nice going, smart one...

"WE SHALL COMMENCE THIS CHALLENGE OF STUD-DOM WITH AN EASY ELIMINATION CHALLENGE!" Bloodsbane was really getting into this booming voice thing. "FIRST, I WANT EACH OF THE CONTESTANTS TO SIMPLY STEP FORWARD. THE THREE WHO ILLICIT THE MOST PITIFUL AMOUNT OF EXCITEMENT FROM THE AUDIENCE SHOULD JUST JOIN THEM AND WATCH THE PROS PLAY!"

Death felt sweat trickle down his neck. Great. I'm dead!
Sharpie winked at the ladies one last time for good measure.
Damien flexed his buffness. No problem. Get the confused guys out first, take care of the stubborn ones later!

"This'll be good!" Fireflight, who I guess was just there this wholeee time munched on her popcorn.

"ARROYO! I CALL YE FORTH TO STAND AND BE STUDDISH!"

[nighty!]

Missing tilted her head when he used the term they as in one particular werewolf. Hmmmm, OK! She nodded. "Pleasure to meet you then, Mephisto," She said and then noticed his eyes were looking at the sigh that she had and comment on it. "Yeah, he is only looks tough, he isn't tough though." It's just that Coop isn't going to win this kind of competition anyways, the other wolves though with an eight-packs and muscles, they are going to kick his tail easily.

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