After JT's introduction and flair, the announcer got back on the mic as JT's opponent plopped into the arena from above, landing on his belly. "...and against him, this Repurposed Management Droid has been through thick and thin in his short 7 years! Give it up for... Mango!" The stadium's cheers lessened, not sure what to make of a fighter called "Mango". He mumbled something about hating bets as he stood up, dusting his suit off. He stood at about six feet tall and had a giant fur collar around his navy blue suit. He looked at JT and quickly grabbed the SMG hanging off his chest. [spoiler]Will this be perma-death or...? I'm still remembering the rules of this place[/spoiler]