((Nanotech injections were supposed to be done with everyone at the same time my friend.  It's cool, just I'll edit around you but please refrain from jumping the gun in the future is all I ask.  I'll be getting a post up soon though, promise.  If you're in a solo scene please don't rush to end them unless this thread is two days ahead of your own.  Thanks!))<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>DAY 1 OF DOA BEGINS!  7;00 A.M.  Current Location.  DOA ISLAND OFF THE COAST OF FLORIDA AND HER SURROUNDING ISLANDS.</strong></div><br/>This day was to be momentous to say the least.  The official start of DOA was planned for today, but first every contestant was scheduled to have themselves checked out and vaccinated for any and all known diseases, both on this world and the others they had come from.  Truth be told, that should have been taken care of first thing as soon as they arrived, but considering what they had had to deal with to get to the island and to the mansion itself, Helena had decided it would be best to leave it until morning.  Besides, the nanotech trackers, translators, and biometric scanners hadn't been functioning quite up to par but the bugs had been worked out of the...'bugs' and they were ready for use.  They'd record every movement the fighters made, how they channeled their powers and abilities, everything that made them unique would be filed away and stored in the DOA mainframe for future use.  This system had been used once before to download the fighters' abilities into a single person, Donovan to be precise, but the experiment had failed and that feature of the nanotech had been disabled so no one could be that powerful again.<br/><br/>However, curiosity as well as concern for the fighters' safety and continued health demanded she use the nanotech bugs so that any injuries and such could be better handled with a much greater degree of accuracy than the usual methods.  The last thing she needed was an inter-dimensional war between a technologically superior race because of their people being killed off through malpractice.  She had enough problems to deal with as she approached her workstation and spoke into the intercom that was wired into every room after flipping the switch and picking up the headset and putting it on her blond head.  "Attention contestants and DOA staff.  Today marks the beginning of the fifth Dead or Alive Tournament.  Before the fighting begins and you are paired off at random through the use of our sophisticated systems that determine the best possible bouts between evenly matched opponents I wish that you come to the third floor medical floor to be put through a physical examination.  Once that is done, then you may prepare for your matches until your face and name is presented on one of many big screen televisions located throughout the Island as well as announced over the intercom you hear now.  That will be all.  Good luck."<br/><br/>With that taken care of, now all she had to do was wait for the first of many to come along.  There was over forty men and women vying for this year's grand prize.  Only one would walk away the winner.  Pirates, samurais, ronin, elves, were-creatures, wizards, sorcerers, and god knew what else.  Needless to say, this year was going to be very interesting and if not for the cameras and other monitoring devices all over the battlegrounds and the Island itself, no one would believe what was about to take place here.  She didn't, and she was in the middle of it....in more ways than one.<br/><br/>((Movie reference there.  That message was passed through all the dorms so react as you see fit.  I won't call names only because everyone has their own schedule and all so just get here when you can.  Thanks!))