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"Read those pamplets kids , if you want more information on your future opponents and rivals" The mysterious woman in the business suit smirked and casually walked out the room. Jumper looked around , almost all of the fellow contestents were shoving their noses in the small yellow and red pamplets. He gingerly opened the book and skimmed the pages , glancing at the match-ups and the upcoming tag tournament. He saw his profile and laughed half-heartdly ; The info was somewhat accurate , he was 5'9 , Mixed , A canidate from Flordia. A picture of him from his old dojo was used as a tiny profiler picture , his curly hair blazing in volume. "Great match Flordia !" The California girl waved and gave a sly smile. "I'm Casey" She held out her hand in a elegant way , Jump instantly gripped it ackwardly shaking it. "Seems as if we'll be going up against each other in round 4 ; if you don't get beat before." Jumper retaliated to her snippy remark "I was just about to tell you the same" She rolled her eyes "Let's just see if you can make a good impression at the yacht party." "Yacht Party?" Jump asked nervously. "Please , the party where your going to have to find a tag partner" She waved her hand as if everyone know what she was talking about. "Party , oh yeah - that thing , I'll see you there." Jumper quickly walked away making sure he made eye contact with noone. A yacht party? Metting a tag partner? On the way to his hotel room Jumper saw a quaint yacht through a window. He'd have to make a good impression on those other fighters.
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The 50 Tournament Continuation
ActionJumper , A 13 year old Martial art prodigy. Finds himself in the 50 fighting tournament , where fifty kids between the ages of 13-19 fight using their specific Martial Arts. Only problem is , Jumper doesn't have a art , he has his own style. Now all...
