Day One: Early Morning

[Burter]

Face to Face

Bubb Rubb, Retane

There was only one tree within Bubb Rubb's eyesight. Though he wasn't exactly an expert camper, he could tell that while he was stuck in the desert under the moonlight, his best bet was going to be hiding under that single tree. Aside from that and occasional bush, there were no hiding places. Just cliffs, desert and rock. This place was going to suck when the sun came up.

He took a look over the small cliff where his tree was settled. It was about a twenty foot drop. Doable in the event of an emergency, but not a drop he was planning on braving anytime soon.

Bubb put the gloves from his bag on his hands and wrapped chains around both of them, keeping them steady and fly. "Aw, yea," he told himself, "Now this is badass."

He had seen the show, and he knew he stood no chance against the warriors that were typically chosen. But just the fact that producers had picked him must have meant they felt he had some kind of chance to go far. If he couldn't beat them, he would have to outsmart them.

But there was just no outsmarting people like Retane.

"Hey," came a low voice.

Immediately, Bubb Rubb spun around to see the dark-skinned namekian with a frown, as if disappointed by what he had come across. Any fan of Dante's Abyss knew who he was. While he was never a fan favorite, Retane was known far and wide as one of the meanest players to ever play DA. And now Bubb Rubb was standing in front of him, face to face.

Retane raised a hand in the air and summoned a small amount of ki. Bubb let out a quick, "Oh, shi-" before the blast erupted from the green palm, nailing him in the chest. He flew backwards, slamming back-first into the dead tree, snapping his head back into it and then falling flat on the ground, coughing.

"Pathetic," Retane said, rolling his eyes. He moved forward and raised a hand in the air, balling it into a fist. "Is this the kind of trash they're sending to Dante, now?" With a grunt, he smashed his fist down onto Bubb's face, cracking him back to the ground.

Bubb Rubb again stumbled to his knees, only to take one of Retane's feet right in the face, causing him to fall on his back. Retane again walked forward, starting to channel some energy in his palm to finish the rodent once and for all. However, a random CLINK sound from under Bubb Rubb, and a flash of steel rang up towards Retane.

Three claws slashed across his green face, slicing skin right off. "Fuck!" Retane shouted, falling backwards.

"WOO WOO muthafucka!" Bubb Rubb screamed gleefully. He threw his bag forward with his other hand, smacking Retane in the face and knocking him down. "Ha! How do you like that, bastard?!"

Retane coughed again as he stumbled to his hands and knees. "So what were you planning on doing after you did that?" He asked, looking up. The namekian stood again, smirking. "Did you even think that far ahead?"

Bubb backed up. Even his weapons, the two gloves with three claws extending outwards at will, were going to be no match for Retane.

The sand began to brush across the desert. Retane's eyes started to glow as his energy formed a glow around his body. "Why do you bother fighting?" He asked, his normally hoarse voice going into an even deeper growl. "You're not fit to be in the Abyss."

Bubb Rubb still remained standing though, even going as far as to release the other claws from his opposite glove. "My momma didn't raise me to run like a bitch," he said behind a scarred face.

The black man threw his fists forward, slicing the claws towards Retane. However, in his powered state, Retane looked like he was hardly moving as he dodged the slices and dices. Bubb felt his arm getting gripped, squeezing down to the bone and then tossing him around. When he was released, Bubb Rubb landed hard, face first into the dead tree, causing him to awkwardly spin and land on his front side.

Retane walked forward along the edge of the cliff. He raised up both hands, setting his palms together. Green energy began to form along his fingertips, floating gracefully to the center of the palms. Then, just as he started to release...he dropped.

"Shit!" Bubb shouted as the ground under Retane suddenly let free. The namekian grabbed the edge of the cliff, using his feet to keep him steady on the cliff wall. "Here!" Bubb shouted, not totally sure what he was doing. "Grab my hand!"

Retane looked at him curiously. "...Do you even know...who I am?" He asked as he struggled.

"My momma taught me better then that, now grab my fucking hand, bro!"

Seeing no other option, Retane grabbed on and jumped up as Bubb Rubb pulled him up from his position. The namekian rolled forward onto his feet. "Thanks," he said, looking back.

Bubb Rubb stood up. "No problem. I'm just looking for ya. WOO WOO, as I always say."

"Well...this is what I always say," Retane offered.

Then he punched him.

30 Remain

Retane has a three-clawed slash mark going across his face. Story injury

Bubb Rubb has a broken leg, in addition to bruises all over his body and face. Major injury, uncurable.

Retane can either let Bubb wake up and join with him, or take his bags and weapon (three-clawed gloves)

Retane is tired for 24 OOC hours for SNS