The Wastelander Hero vs the Master of Fear (Jak vs Scarecrow)

[Jak Mar]

Word Limit: None
Posts Per Player: 3
Time Limit: N/A
Random Elements: Off
Damage Meter: On

Setting: Spargus Arena/ Jak 3

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[Amaterasu]

:frog: *slowly raises hand*
If you are both willing I volunteer to judge your fight.

[Jak Mar]

That's fine with me, Ammy.

[Jak Mar]

The harsh sands of the Wasteland is truly no place for a hero or villain to reside in if they don’t know what they are up against. The sand king Damas knew this for a fact as Pecker landed on his side as he nearly lost some of his feathers. The sand king told the flying bird to shut up as he stood at attention with his old, wooden stick he used for walking. He was a well oiled man but he was no spring chicken. He’d spent years in the Wasteland making it with his citizens as much as he could, and there was no way the contestants would spoil the purity of the arena, which meant nobody left without killing the other. The cries of the Wastelanders grew loud as they looked as gruff and tough with long ears and unfamiliar tattoos staring at both the eco warrior and then screamed at the straw-woven creature standing in front of Jak..

Pecker spoke to Damas and said “My liege, your best warrior and this creature they call “Scarecrow” is here to fight. Damas frowned “Then let them fight, LET THE SPARGANS SEE BLOOD TONIGHT!”

The crowd was full of cheers and jeers at both contestants. The wastelanders had only heard of one contestant, yet the other contestant on the field stood menacingly.

Damas frowned “You either make yourself useful, or you are considered dead weight here.”

Damas growled "FIGHT!"

(This is our intro to the Spargun Arena in Jak 3, Round 1 BEGINS NOW!)