1: You do not talk about FIGHT CLUB.
2: You DO NOT talk about FIGHT CLUB.
3: If someone says "stop" or goes limp, taps out, the fight is over.
4 Only two guys to a fight. (with exceptions)
5: One fight at a time.
6: No shirts, no shoes.
7: Fights will go on as long as they have to.
8: If this is your first night at FIGHT CLUB, you HAVE to fight.
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Akire was glad about what he had done. He had almost single handedly created a place were those who wanted, could do as they please: Fight.
He didn't ask for a fee to enter the deep underground of the arena. Hidden behind secret walls and pathways, it was a dimly lit room with 3 circular floors that overlooked a small sandy arena. It was much smaller than the one up on the surface and much less flashy to boot. There were chairs set up all around the floors. The way he had set up the entire room, it looked more like an old time bar. Complete with a bartender on the first floor. There was a sign posted on the far side of the wall the held the rules of fight club. Most of the patrons watched and yelled as the fighters would battle. Placing bets against one another, and sometimes even against the bartender or himself. That's how he held enough money to keep the place as it was. Tonight was a special night for everyone. It was the 1 month anniversary of the opening of fight club and thus, the arena was open to visitors, amateurs and all around anyone who wanted to fight. Right now though, no one had challenged anyone of note quite yet. Though the brawls thus far have been pretty fierce in themselves, Akire was anxious to see who was next. Maybe some poor fool would challenge him? Or maybe they'd have a 2-on-1. In the world of fight club, one never knows what the next match holds.