-the TV back in the room lights up, showing a Judge-
Due to Earth's recent new candidacy for the Cross-Galactic Combat Federation, the Zoid Battle Committee has installed a satellite orbiting this planet, which will broadcast CGCF matches live to your long-distance viewing cubes! Please enjoy our quality programming!
-A judge rises to the center of the arena. The tellies start abroadcastin'-
Ladies and Gentlemen! For today's punchtastic kicktacular, we bring you a battle for the ages! A regular tale of David and Goliath! To my left, in the Red Corner, stands a Cool Cat with fists of steel! Making a record-setting minute-and-a-half victory in his debut match and back for more, it's....EDMUND KAAAAAAAY!
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-the crowd cheers in approval, and you swear you can hear just the faintest sound of fangirl squee. In the audience once again stands Mesmer...and Lah...and the eyepatch catlady from before!-
AAAAAND to my right, in the Blue Corner, stands Goliath! A beast of mighty size and strength! A heavyweight in every sense of the word, including the size of his heart! I give you....GRON OF TEAM ATLAS!
-Gron steps forward and waves happily to the audience as they cheer-
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GRON WOULD NOT KNOW, BUT GRON PUT FAITH IN YOUR JUJ-MINT.
-Gron's wrist communicator lights up-
GRON HAVE MATCH. GRON HAVE MATCH.
-stands up- GRON HAVE TO GO NOW. GOODBYE, FRIEND.
-Gron walks off-
-Edmund's own communicator lights up-
Speaking of Matches, Combatant Edmund, you have one of your own in five minutes!
edited 15th Feb '12 6:31:26 PM by MacDuffy