orange_glory
The Tennessee shade of Orange
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They met in the middle of the colosseum, with fierce hatred and respect for one another. One had armour that glistened with an orange hue and the other was stained with crimson red. The signal was given to begin and the battle raged for hours. The orange gladiator fought valiantly, with armour slamming against the crimson one. Blood left in the dirt and battered and torn, the orange gladiator performed precision slashes and ground attacks galore. On his helmet he had a symbol that resembled a T and on his chest plate his homeland written out as Tanasi. He would have to use his defensive shield to sustain blow after blow. The orange one was the underdog but would think back to the great ones who had come before. He remembered Manningus, Whiteus, and Atkinus and they gave him strength to endure. He slashed, smashed, and dashed and fought to the end. When the dust settled the Emperor Butchus fell to his knees because He knew he would never see two fight again like these. The Emperor surveyed the damage caused by this glorious fight and wept when his eyes caught a glimpse of orange light. The orange gladiator stood over the defeated crimson one. He knew the underdog had won today and had gave his all for Tanasi.
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