Moto-Jousting

It all started at the Mojo World Halloween party seven years ago. As usual, people started arriving during the first week of October and by Halloween week there were campsites covering every inch of open ground for miles around the diner. Since Mojo gives free gas to the finalists and winners of the costume contest every year, people tend to go all out on dresing up. Given the sheer number of people in attendance, duplicate costumes are pretty common, but this year someone noticed that there were two guys on motorcycles dressed up as medival knights. To make the entire situation even more resistable to those with a certain sense of drama, one was dressed as a Knight of the Round Table and the other as The Black Knight. Although these two men didn't meet while the party was going on, those who encountered both were nearly unanomously struck with the same idea: "wouldn't it be cool if they fought?"
One of the attendees from that year's party happened to be Xavier Marlowe, an enterprising grifter who had recently founding his calling as the organizer of fixed races, demolition derbys, and other motorsports. While a lot of people joked about convincing the knights to enter a modern-day jousting competition, Marlowe decided to make it happen. Knowing that Mojo's "No Blood Sports" policy would never allow holding such a tournament there, Marlowe sent some of his goons to scout the surrounding area for a suitable location.

While Marlowe roped the knights into agreeing to fight, his scouts returned with news that Lubbock seemed like a good spot for the tournament. The city's main exports at the time were radiation sickness and despair, which meant they were desperate enough to agree to Marlowe's terms, and the old Texas Tech football stadium was still in good enough shape to serve as a venue. By Halloween night, you couldn't walk 30 feet in Mojo World without seeing a poster or hearing a barker announcing the "Moto-Joust" tournament taking place in Lubbock in the middle of November.
The innaugural Moto-Jousting tournament was kind of a nightmare, but it was a nightmare that made a lot of money for both Marlowe and the city. Over the next few years, Marlowe refined the operation and started a Moto-Jousting caravan that put on shows throughout the Boomlands. The big events, along with regular "qualifier" shows where would-be gladiators compted for their chance at the big time, remained in Lubbock. To fill the time between, Marlowe started up a number of other "combat entertainment" leagues, which turned Lubbock into the blood sports capital of the Boomlands and made Marlowe a very wealthy man.

Moto-Jousters