As though summoned by that collective passing thought, a cloud of light flits above the heads of the crowd, to coalesce into the form you've all become familiar with. To each set of eyes, he appeared different.
"Ladies, Gentlemen, Droids, and other assorted life forms. Welcome to the 7th official Interdimensional Combat Tournament. You all know me, your host and benefactor, BROB the Producer. I will be overseeing the games and acting as a sort of.. referee. Now, there aren't MANY rules, so the 'less cerebral' among you need not despair, but we DO have to go over them before the games begin."
His voice was clearly heard by all despite the size of the room and din of the gathered crowd, and he spoke in each listeners native tongue.
"Rule number 1 : NO fighting or using your powers on others while in here. This building is my home, and is the ONLY safe zone on the island.. On that note, I would remind you not to attempt to enter or remain in the safe zone while the fighting is going on. I have viewers to worry about, and cowards are not crowd-pleasers.
Rule number 2 : Don't Torture beaten opponents. Kill them or subdue them, but undue torture will be punished.
Rule number 3 : There can be only one... Well, in the end. Until then, feel free to work with or against whomever you desire, but remember that only one of you will take the prize in the end.
Each 'round' will have it's own specific rules as well, but those will be explained to whomever is remaining to hear them.
Now, as for the FIRST Round - I managed to recruit more than I had initially hoped, and so we will be having an.. elimination round if you will. You will be released onto the island, to fight and prove yourselves, eliminating the competition until 100 of you remain. Oh, and for those who may have the bright idea of just hiding somewhere and waiting it out - you COULD do that, but there will be incentives to participating in the fighting. The board over there has the details for those who care.
The First Round will begin in one hour, at sun up. You have until then to.. mingle. Get to know your enemies and, possibly, temporary allies. Also try to enjoy the refreshments - it may be a while before you get to relax again." With that, BROB bows and disperses into a burst of light.
Around the hall, beings begin eyeing each other up. Conversations spring up as they try to learn, to feel each other out, to assess the competition.
As Goku looks around, he hears a familiar grunt behind him
"Of course YOU would be here, Kakarot. Wouldn't be a proper tournament without you providing at least a little competition for me."
Deadpool, how you doing? Did you think I'd forgotten about you? There's a guy looking at you, feels like a kindred spirit. Crazy, psychotic, dangerous... but he's dressed like a clown..
"Psht.. What a Joker."
Near the center, a man in an advanced suit of armour is speaking to what seems to be a mass of tentacles.
Off to the side, a large DRAGON lays with it's tail twitching slightly, eyeing those nearby like a cat picking out it's next chew toy.
In one corner, an old man sits patiently watching the crowd, a staff bobbing in the air as it floats above him.
An angel with a golden sword is perched on the Chandelier, frowning down at the crowd.
Against the wall is a gaunt man who is quite unnerving just to look at, and seems to flit in and out of the shadows as though he were a part of them.
Over by the 'scoreboard' several have gathered to read, one of them a tall statuesque human in a blue and red suit with a large S on his chest. As he reads the board, a jaw-droppingly beautiful blonde woman in a green outfit approaches and places her hand on his arm, whispering something into his ear. As she does, a loud Buzzer sound penetrates the hall, and BROB reappears above her. "Enchantess! Congratulations on being the first to try my patience." He waves a hand and she is suddenly hanging gagged and bound upside down from the chandelier, swinging slowly back and forth above the crowd. "You'll be released when the first round starts" his statement is followed by a ripple of laughter. "Oh I wouldn't laugh too hard. The next to test me will BE the Chandelier.. permanently." His body disperses again as the last word reverberates throughout the hall.
Feel free to use any colours you like for your characters speech. There are so many personalities here that most will not get colours to 'themselves'.
Please describe your own characters appearance and demeanour, and note that the NPCs I pointed out are just a sampling. If you want to look for someone specific that your character may know about, or search for specific type of 'ally' - or group with other PC's, post up that as well.
I had a couple 'meet ups' in mind that I wanted to see, so a few of you have specific 'call outs'. You may choose to ignore them if you wish, though that would Probably anger them.