MvDC MVFBB - The alliance

Before we continue with the contestants, here is a little backstory for this contest. Hope you enjoy it!

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A few moths ago...

Roulette, for once in her life as a crimelord and owner/proprietor of the notorious underground casino and fight club known as "the House", was bored. Bored and, underneath her cool exterior, concerned. Revenue had been down for a while; not enough to put them in the red, but enough for her to evaluate her operations in order to determine the cause. What she found was...the patrons were getting bored as well. Not with the casino side of things, but rather with the main draw of the House: the metahuman fights she held as the primary form of entertainment in her establishment. Some of the fighters on deck had become stale in the eyes of the spectators, while others made them think that she was scraping the bottom of the underworld barrel for 'talent'. It became all too clear for Ms. Veronica Sinclair that she needed to do something to revitalize excitement within the House. But how? Abducting heroes to use as fighters was out--they'd gotten wise to her usual methods after previous encounters. No, perhaps she needed something other than fighting to drum up more interest...

Unknown voice: "In a rut, Ms. Sinclair?"

Roulette, slightly startled, glanced to her right and found someone teleporting into her office. When the light subsided, in front of her was a face she didn't recognize: a dark-skinned, white-haired woman wearing an outfit that wouldn't look out of place at a Las Vegas magic show. Roulette got into a defensive stance, preparing herself for the worst.

Roulette: "Who are you?! How did--?!"

Unknown woman: "Settle down, I'm not here to cause you any harm. I want to make you a proposal--one that'll solve your little issue. Just hear me out."

Roulette slowly got out of her defensive posture as she addressed the intruder.

Roulette: "And just what kind of proposal is it, Miss...?"

Unknown woman [giving a slight bow]: "Xirena Awhina, though I'm often known as the Promoter. Despite my looks, I'm what is known as an Elder of the Universe--and for clarity's sake, not your universe."

Roulette [arching an eyebrow]: "Oh--you're one of those kinds of beings. Though why 'Promoter'?"

Promoter: "Simple, really--like my fellow Elders, I've found my particular niche in all of existence, and in this case, it's, what else, promotion. Chiefly, promotion of all kinds of entertainment. And I want to help you put on something that'll bring in more patrons, more audiences, more...revenue."

Roulette [skeptical]: "If you're wanting to help me put on some major universe-spanning fighting tournament, try someone else--fights in the House have become passé, based on what I've determined among the visitors."

Promoter: "Oh, I'm not talking about a fighting tournament. What I have in mind is something that'll really keep viewers on the edge of their seats. Sure, strength, stamina, and endurance are all involved, but no fighting will take place. There's a certain niche a place like this has yet to fill, one that caters to all sorts of...enthusiasts."

Roulette: "...Elaborate."

Promoter [slight grin on her face]: "The idea came to me while conversing with two of my fellow Elders: Tryco Slatterus, the Champion of the Universe; and En Dwi Gast, the Grandmaster. Imagine this, if you will: a gathering of the strongest, most beautiful women of our two respective universes, pitted against one another...in a female bodybuilding competition unlike any ever seen before. Think of the possibilities for a moment, if you will..."

Roulette did give the Promoter's proposal some thought, and as she did, the gears in her mind started spinning. The possibilities from such a competition were becoming more and more attractive to her, if the growing smile on her face was any indicator.

Roulette: "...All right, you have my interest. Given your powers, from what I can infer of them, I suppose I can leave gathering the competitors to you?"

The Promoter mirrored Roulette's smile.

Promoter: "Indeed, you can. You make the arrangements for the event space, while I and the Grandmaster will go about getting you your contestants."

Roulette, already thinking of the setup of said event space, held out her hand.

Roulette: "Then it looks like we have a deal..."

With that, the two newly-minted business partners shook hands, and their plans were soon discussed and underway...

To be continued...