So, since we've already talked about the fight between mood and trigz, i'll fill the gap. This is... the true story of Trigz's and Mood's meeting.
Trigz jogged along the path to the tournament, leaving a few bullet holes here and there. After a few hours of traveling, he came upon a town... but more importantly, a town with a pub. "Oh, what the hell," said Trigz. "I'll just stop in for a drink or two, and be on my way."
The next morning, Trigz woke up on the bar room floor... again. "Woah, what happened?" he said, suffering from an awful hangover.
"Well, my friend," said the bartender, "you took a challenge to drink 100 beers last night."
"Gah, not again," moaned Trigz. Then he added, "How many did I drink?"
"Two. Then you passed out."
"...hmmm, that's one more than last time... Bye, then!"
And so Trigz was on his way again, until he reached a weapon store, where he purchased a new attachment for his guns that did nothing other than... squirt water. "With this, I'll be unbeatable!!!" Trigz exclaimed. "Right?"
"Uh... yeah, sure, of course. That'll be $246.99, please."
So Trigz reached another town... and another... and another... and needless to say, he drank and passed out at every one. Word traveled fast that Trigz had a low tolerance for alcohol, so he was challenged to drink at every bar he visited. Finally, one morning after a major drinking session where he downed nearly 2 and 1/2 beers, Trigz stumbled into an armor shop, which he thought was a pharmacy. "Uh, yeah, i'll take a bottle of Chaser caplets, please... and some asprin."
The clerk was annoyed. "Sir, this is the armor shop. Now get out of my store, you goddamn drunk!!!"
Trigz said nothing, and stumbled into an aisle of the store filled with what he thought was... a bunch of blurry crap. "Oh, my head," said Trigz, and he fell to the floor.
At this moment, Mood wandered into the store, looking for some stronger armor for the tournament. There, he found Trigz just lying on the floor in the "Metal Athletic Supporter aisle- because in the heat of battle, you don't wanna get hit in the balls." Mood kicked Trigz gently. "Um, hey... are you okay?"
Trigz woke up with a start. "You'll never take me alive, motherfucker!!!" He started squirting water at Mood. Mood just smacked him with the hilt of his sword.
"Oh, okay," slurred Trigz, "a wiseguy, huh? Well see how you like... THIS!!!!" Trigz shot one of Mood's swords out of his hand, which Mood simply resummoned out of the air, as usual. At this point, Trigz started crying and threw a tantrum on the floor. And then of course, Isaac intervenes, they buy some armor, and... yep, that's it. Continue, please.