Spectator's Sport [Open to 2 others]

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There, in the deep dark corners of the suburbs was Kakougan. He didn't enjoy being in the suburbs nor did he enjoy thinking about them, but life isn't something you enjoy. Kakougan was there for one reason and one reason only, prayer. He was technically on a religious retreat, throwing himself into the bowls of 'hell'. He was allowing himself to be tempted, but Kakougan wasn't one to give into it. Though he could hear the screams of pain, joy, and mixed emotions, they didn't bother him. Like a sword, they simply glanced off his skin and didn't harm him at all. Kakougan's will was like his skin, stronger then steel. No matter how much fun the people inside the strip club he was leaning against were having, Kakougan wouldn't indulge in such things. Even though he was there for his own reasons, Kakougan being in front of the strip club seemed to stop people from entering. Most would come by, see him with his gas mask over his face, and walk off as if they never intended on walking inside.

As Kakougan leaned against the brick strip club, he continued to say the same pray over and over again in a barely audible voice, " Cleanse this place and purify all that dwell within, amen.". Over and over again Kakougan repeated the pray, getting slightly louder every time. As he was about to finish another round of the pray, Kakougan was interrupted by a voice from inside the club. " Hey you! Get lost! Your scaring away the customers with your ugly mug!" A heavy built man dressed in rich clothing said as he walked outside. This man was no doubt the owner, he was also no doubt the largest sinner in the entire club. " Repent before it is too late." Was all Kakougan said to acknowledge the rude man. " If you don't move, Bon Bon here is gonna make you move!" The owner yelled at Kakougan, motioning towards the door. Out of the door stepped a much taller and much more muscular man then the owner, presumably " Bon Bon".

" Stop fools, you know not what ye do. Continue down thine dark path and your fate will no doubt become darker." Kakougan said as he pulled out a cross and held it towards the two men. " Grrr, thats it! Get him Bon Bon!" The owner screamed at the top of his lungs, his face was starting to match the royal purple color of his cloak. Bon Bon nodded before running towards Kakougan and swinging his large fist at him. Bon Bon's target didn't move, nor flinch; he simply sat and shook his head. Bon Bon's fist flew through the air and struck Kakougan's chest with a large crack. In a normal case, the target's rib cage would be cracking; but in this case, it was Bon Bon's hand. Down poured a scarlet stream of blood from his hand accompanied by a less masculine stream of tears. Bon Bon ran inside and was quickly followed by the owner who yelled " MONSTER!" as his last remark. " If I'm a monster, what does that make you?" Kakougan said to himself as he continued to pray.