Walking into the ring, this was Rick's first time in the all-male event. That said, this was only like his second or third fight, so he could hardly say that he was used to the other tourneys just yet. He walked in with the same mild curiosity that he had every other ring, noting how it was smaller and cozier to match the simplistic nature of the contest. This was to be a head-to-head, no-funny-business, no fancy tools, good old-fashioned tickle fight. Simple in execution and design.
The boy still hadn't received anything more to wear other than his jockstrap, leaving everything but his dangly bits exposed for the crowd to see. He was getting used to it, but he had hoped that the crowd would be more interested in fair fights so that he might get some more protection. That wasn't turning out to be the case though: they were just as happy to see the poor sap get tickled as any real competition that might be going on at other times.
Sighing internally, Rick entered the ring regardless, showing a genuine half-smile as he waved to the crowd, which answered back with an enthusiastic cheer as they recognized their favorite punching bag.
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