Meanwhile, other competitors make their way to the tournament from all around.
From the south in the Everfree forest, a unicorn jumped from tree to tree, hurrying to Ponyville to catch the train. He was red with a shaggy, short white mane, which also had an orange streak going down it. He started thinking about the fillies that had got him to enter in this tournament in the first place. They could get him to do just about anything, especially with those puppy eyes of theirs. He was determined to win for them and for himself. While he did seclude himself from the rest of society, he every so often had to go into the small town of Ponyville for certain things and there he was treated like an outcast and pushed around. "I'll show them, I'm not a pushover. I am Leaf, and I'm going to show them just how powerful I really am, nopony is going to push me around ever again!" His voice was full of mighty determination and overwhelming confidence.
From the east, Baltimare to be exact, a huge, dark brown coated stallion who's coat fur was also as long as a buffalo's was being pulled in a golden carriage towards Canterlot. He had a record of street fights and boxing matches as long as a mile and was very well known for his brutality, tenacity, and almost total invincibility. He'd never been knocked out and never stayed down, thus he had been deemed the name and title "The Invincible Buffalo". His thoughts were about what he wanted most money and respect. He had plenty of both, so much, in fact, that he had been personally invited to the tournament by the host. At first he'd just shrugged it off, until the news of the Captain of the Royal Guard had come to him, he was going to prove beyond any doubt that, in a real fight, he really was unbeatable.
In Canterlot, a pure white pony stood on an open balcony, his blonde mane and tail flowing steadily in the light breeze. Just by looking at him,, you could tell he was part of the higher class, even in Canterlot. He was only recognized because of his parents and the huge company they ran, no one really respected him (see that word; respect. It's kind of a key word in case you didn't notice). This was the only way he was ever going to get what he wanted. "I can do this, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that few fighters have the discipline and training I have. And even the ones that do don't have my sophisticated style." The white pony stood on the rail with one of his forehooves "I am Elegance and no one is ever going to treat me like a spoiled rotten kid anymore!"
To the west in the Smokey Mountain, a pony covered in grease and whose coat, mane, and tail were all frazzled stared at a metal figure shaped like a pony. "My creation is ready... HA!! They were wrong to reject my designs... Too stupid to understand... I'll show them all! The Bi-Organic-Terror, or BOT for the simple minded, is the ultimate fighting machine! Nopony can stand up to it and this tournament will help me prove it! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" BOT was shiny silver and had grooves across its cold metal shell. The crazy pony scientist pushed a bunch of buttons (whoo, description!) and flipped a couple of levers. "COME TO LIIIIIIFFEE!!" The metal shell's grooves began to glow and a small whirring sound came from it. "YES YES YES!!! GO TO THE TOURNAMENT AND WIN!!" The machine nodded and took flight on thrusters from it's hooves and flew off at a speed that were much larger than any average Pegasus.
(Sorry that his took a while to get out, I had writer's block mixed in with a little laziness and plus I forgot to save when I'd gotten some stuff done).
