Above the fight arena the commentors box floats using the latest designs from Simps Inc. 45th generation announcer and world renowned Simpifiy Drex and all six of his heads are talking about the action down below. Bob and Bob are his best heads according to his mother thou his third on his fourth head disagrees. He is currently looking at a dark skinned human male, who has been in combat with the flaccid member tentacle of a Hydroyin, each of it arms are independent from its brain like most males in the universe.
"Bob, I tell you. I'm really impressed by the Oman. He has shown very little fear" his accent makes it difficult for him to pronounce certain words.
"Indeed Bob, would you believe me if I told you he is a f graded meatbag from an unaffiliated world." Bob is using his interface to compile a real time profile of the remaining eight fighters on the Arena floor. The compiler uses the nod nexus tech to get the most updated galactic information. Or rather since it is one of three founding station all subsequent Nexus tech is built off there main systems. There main focus today is Sankara and Hydroyin.
"Bob you must be pulling my tikkan." Bob chuckles at the thought espaically since he had his removed during a Fetral in which Bob and earned their preferred pronouns. Bob moves his earpiece to get a better idea of the fight he is using his eco location to better clarify what Sankara is doing exactly.
"Hell no Bob! I'm not your mistress...whoops I mean your wife. If anyone is going to get their Tikkan pulled it's that young human over there Bob. Look at him go I can only imagine how disgusted he must feel after being hit by the highly acidic pre-gel." A strange green vicous fluid had been expelled by the tentecled freak causing some of its arms to lose stiffness.
"You said it Bob and speaking of acidic. Today's paper view is brought to you by C-Man sport drinks, the nutritional drink for all the one pump champions." Bob takes out a bottle and points it to the viacumcaster camera 3000 using his trunk." Most people outside of the arena watch on digital paper, thus most events have special edition news papers made for sporting events. The term paper view become popular soon after.
"C-Man, a drink we can Swallow. But getting back to the action, this is truly one of the better match ups I have seen in a long time. The human seems to able to weave around anything U'klooma throws at him."
"Sankara, Bob it's a nice name much easier than Sho'man. Well if he can keep it up he might be able to..." his third eye opens momentarily blinding his ecolocation sense Bob observes as his other head says.
"Wow I hope he can last, the last fight only lasted two weeks by non other than U'kloomas' stable buddies Tree'ulil. And if I remember correctly that was one angry Hydroyin." Bob smiles as he tries to pull up. A short vid showing a creature similar to the one Sanakara is fighting only several times smaller and more nimble..
"Bob if you told me yesterday that a stable fighter would be losing to an unaffiliated, I would have thrown, your daughter out of my bed faster than a Karenite in Grocery store without a rebreather."
"She is also your daughter Bob, don't forget U'klooma still has a few trick up his arse after all, I manged to catch his fight yesterday he dumped all over his competition."
"That was one hell of a shit show glad I missed it, Bob. Trrrk is out the Galavnite eating another victim." in the background his other head Stev3son has been commenting on the Galavnite fighter who now moving towards her next victim lava falling out from her nipples located on her cheeks, which are under her arms.
"indeed Bob Gals are so difficult to deal with let's hope the next meat bag moves like Sankara who has manged to dodged another attack the footwork is really poor almost as poor as the planet of Noth Cowlia, please donate by sending any unwanted limbs, clothes or babies. Noth Cowlia is facing a dangerous crisis caused by the spread of unsalted water truly an ecological disaster."
"well now that that's out of the way, let get back to what we really want to see. Sankara has been dancing around his opponent who has finally started to get going."
"indeed Bob, hopefully we in for quite the spectacular fight. Sankara can managed to withstand this round of thrusting he should be able to deliver a good counter attack. Especially to the soon to be exposed baby gland a critical weakness still not breed out of the Hydroyin. "
"good attack you have no idea a well expanded Hydroyin is basically bait for anyone with the right stick or mullet."
Sankara is fighting hard for his life the alien in front of him uses the tentacles it has as whips making them incredibly fast and Painful. His first and only mistake so far was when he got smacked hard in the throat. A lesson painfully remembered ever since.
"Bob I tell you, this week's sponsors have truly outdone themselves just look at how big the Hydroyin is getting soon. He will be ready to blow."
"Bob if I didn't know better I would think you are rooting the Hydroyin to win."
"Bob cannot be serious, I would never bet on a single fighter... I bet on all them using the Broken legs sport betting company. A company that always collects its debts. broken legs sports bets is a registered affiliate of the Oort Cloud Mafia" the network brow holding back his antenna waves wildy.
"haha, Bob you cannot be serious we already had to sell three of our heads because of your losing, so I also made bets on the all fighters. " Bob lifts up his arm showing a golden card with a V on it. "This is my double fools gold, with an active balance of over two million units payable over eight generations... Who needs to make the wise when there is fools gold. Fools Gold is an authorized financial services provided..."
"you know what they say Bob?"
"Of course I do! BOB!" Sankara flies through the air towards what looks like an eyeball he hopes the soft spot will allow him to deliver a critical blow to the Hydroyin. Finally ending his fight.
The bobs both look at each other as they "My head, your head, our heads."
"Exactly Bob, your mother would be proud."
"she already is since your are the disappointment in the family, imagine never sleeping with your sister. I should decapitate you."
"Bob the fight is down there not up here, you can always move to another cage." Bob clicks his tongue getting the attention of the viewers.
"well Bob shit, I guess your right. Now would you look at that human he is really going in to the appendix of the Hydroyin." Bob highlights the sack for the viewers who are bombard by ads about further reading from all the reputable vendors. Subscriptions to all kinds of natureflix and of course banners from the main sponsors.
"Bob it is not a bad idea, dare I say a poor one but at least not a bad one. The man, Sanakara is fighting with all six of his brains cells let's see if one of them can pull him through this tough potential poisonous situation."
"Bob, I would say watch but the last time an appendix was broken it took a whole hour to clean up."
"stop being such a man, if you want to go cry don't do it on air we came for a fight and that human is about to deliver."
Sankara punches the sack and is immediately greated by an indistinct number of gasses of foul stench and pas like gels in seven colors. The alien creature throws its tentecles into the exploded sack in defence of its brain found deep inside. With all the tentecles occupied Sankara has to fight the gasses burning his lungs.
He wriths in pain having to also bite the foul tasting tentacle that showed him the way to something shiny inside. Hydroyin are tank bred technoprotocell, that use a Rapidly Attuniating Procedural Enforcement System.
Sankara pulled as hard he could with his jaw which only moved an inch, the had only one choice and bite harder hoping it has a normal pain reflex. Fortunately it did since he had bitten the main tentacle of the beast. As soon as he detached it he the beast collapsed on him pulling underneath a ton of bile and bone