crisis clash: champions! (Private for master of games)

[grandsword]

In the space between myth, legend and fact..lodged between a moment and an eternity, lay a sentient world, an existence spoken of in hushed tones and beholden to an even more mysterious master. It was said that once a lifetime, this master would take the greatest warriors from all realities, and pit them against another upon the world's surface, promising an unimaginable prize to the victor. Now, as this time's greatest awake upon it's unfamiliar ground, the wheel of fate turns again. The crisis clash begins anew!

[Master of games]

Kumagawa whined being the good loser he is "I lost that's all I can say" he's such a loser that's what everyone says...."my life is a minus" kumagawa is what you would call a minus with an ability unable to be controlled his two are bookmaker wich can seal a person and 2 his most powerful all fiction being able to make nothing "I can take your sight turn to nothing anything I want I can take but it cannot be returned" his voice snaps "it's not my fault"

[grandsword]

A tall muscular man's head shot out of the hot water he was in. His hair was wet and spiked down to his shoulders. It was tied around the forehead with a dark red headband, the ribbons of the headband falling down the left side of his face going just below his chin. His body was heavily scarred, his face had two scars on his cheek. The man's face had some facial hair, but that wasn't his most interesting feature. His most interesting feature must of been his large tattoo that was on his ripped chest. There was no easy way to describe the tattoo besides it being an awesome looking J. Those that had never seen the symbol before would likely never knew what it was without proper explanation.
He stood up out of the water and crawled out of the it only to look behind him. It appeared he had been in a hot spring. He looked at his hands and was able to gauge that he hadn't been in there for long, they fingertips weren't even pruned.
Out of the water one could see his full attire from this view. It was... interesting to say the least. His right arm had some athlete's tape on the wrist. The man's left arm was covered by a large metal gauntlet. The average person would probably ask themselves by now, "Why does a man have so many curious features on the left side of his body?" However that thought is redeemed once you go past the waist line. Along his waist looks like the remains of torn overalls, only on strap remaining discarded around the waist. On his right leg, it looked as if there was a large piece of orange cloth, severely worn at the bottom strapped to him. The cloth had black dancing patters, almost like embers of a flame dancing on it going upwards near the bottom. In the front of his right leg he had several triangle pieces of cloth, that looked oddly like white tan. To top off his right leg, these was an X shaped scar on his ankle. The only remaining notable feature that stood out on the man was... he didn't appear to believe in shoes?
The man groaned and rolled his right shoulder while cracking his neck. He stumbled out of the hot spring, only to have to hop over a chain with a sign attached to it saying "Closed for maintenance, hours 2pm-3:45pm"
The man looked up to the sun and was able to estimate it being around three. He was able to look both ways down the road, and it was fair easy to tell that nothing was one way, and a village was another way. The buildings in this distance added to figuring that out.
The man sighed, judging by the distance, it was likely going to be a long walk before he could figure out where he was. He just knew one thing, this wasn't Zanarkand and this wasn't Spira. He was in another world, now all he had to do was find out which.

[Master of games]

Kumagawa left the academy looking for a way home he mutters to himself "this place it feels more like a minus everyday no fortune is left this isn't my fault...." His black hair dark as the night itself
This place was beside the hot springs anyway

[grandsword]

Jecht noticed the kid walking, and smirked. "Huh. Might have answers sooner than later." He though to himself. "Hey, kid. You know what this place is?" He called out.

[Master of games]

"Yes this is sandbox academy I'm a minus it's not my fault" kumagawa moans as he continued walking past jecht being a good loser he carries on his walk and ramblings

[grandsword]

"wah, wah, wah.." Jecht muttered, walking beside him. "have you looked around kid? There's more here than your academy.." He stated. Indeed, many fixtures simulating different worlds dotted the landscape, some more overt than others.

[Master of games]

"I see but said minus is a horrible misfortune this world is one of many minus worlds" kumagawa walks on ahead starting to head into another world

[grandsword]

the worldscape he stumbled into seemed to be a chamber with tan swirling clouds, clockwork and machinery scattered about. a lone figure, tall and clad in white armor stood unflinching. an absurdly long katana on his back.

[Master of games]

Stein just finished marking his work bored with his life "done I wish to dissect the next thing that walks Through this door!" He announced flicking a set of scalpels around his hand with his sadistic grin all common to him