Description: Fresh off of defeating Jezebel for the Western Pro Belt, Cracker Jack takes aim at another big name in fighting, the top of the Neo-League charts: Rainbow Mika. Squaring down in front of a sold out Las Vegas crowd, will Rainbow Mika come out on top or will Cracker Jack beat the spread? [Winner: Cracker Jack]
Welcome to the jungle, baby. Las Vegas sprawls out in the blissful desert evening, an oasis among the parched sands of Nevada, full of glittering lights and revelling people. Anything can be bought or sold here for the right price, even a man's soul. And tonight the item on sale is bloodsport, with the Neo League top contender facing down the Western Belt Title Holder. In a Neo League exhibition match, the people's champion Rainbow Mika has to fight a new sensation on the fighting scene that arrived from nowhere, Cracker Jack, that stepped into the ring from obscurity and pounded a drunk Lightning Spangles into dust, in a fight many are calling rigged. But Cracker Jack has already used the opportunity to endorse cigarettes, hard liquor, and bordellos across the world.
At Caesar's Palace, a crowd has gathered around a ring where Shadaloo faces the icon of female wrestling today. The odds on the match from most bookies heavily favor Rainbow Mika, since she's regarded as a 'sure thing', but there have been more than a few professionals betting on Cracker Jack, since those in Vegas knew he was the top bouncer on the bar scene here for quite sometime before running into disgraced heavyweight champion Mike Bison and holding his own before the two left together. There's a bright light from above on the ring, and the squared circle has a packed audience tonight of hooting, hollering fans.
Cracker Jack strolls into the ring from the east, wearing his dapper suit with his hat hiding his eyes. He carries his baseball bat in his gloved hand, propping it on his shoulder. He's accompanied by a professional medic that is oddly wearing a black uniform, and a man in an Armani suit with an ear piece and double-barred sunglasses. Both men with Jack wear skulls on their lapels.
Cracker Jack climbs into the ring and turns about, raising his bat into the air and listening to the shouts that he get out of the ring. He merely laughs at the crowd and turns about to rest against his turnbuckle, tapping his bat in his open left hand as he awaits Mika. "Time to rock this place."
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack has started a fight here.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/-------|
When it comes to the Neo League, it's essentially common knowledge that Rainbow Mika is simply the uncrowned champion. She won the first two fights in the Neo League, and has secured her position at number one for its entire duration. A fact like this explains why the League has seen itself fall aside in the face of so many other professional fighting tournaments; especially not when Heihachi Mishima hasn't exactly been a public face in months.
And yet here, even after a mid-tier showing during Brute Force Wrestling's big tournament down in Mexico, the Peach Bomber finds herself answering a new challenge, delivered straight through the Neo League system, calling her all the way out to Las Vegas to face down with an up-and-comer in the fighting world.
The Rainbow Mika Open Challenge continues.
If fights were won purely on crowd excitement, there's little doubt that this would be an easy win for Rainbow Mika; Rainbowmania is clearly on display, be it with t-shirts, signs, or chants. Blue and white dominate the view from the ring, and the volume only swells as the first few notes of Mika's theme blare forth from the arena speakers to accompany the busty blonde brawler's arrival at the top of the ramp, turning to give the audience (and the cameras) a clean view as she smacks her prodigious posterior.
"RAINBOWMANIA NEVER STOPS!" she shouts before barreling down toward the ring with an incredible smile on her face, leaping up as she nears the apron to go flying between the top two ropes, hitting the mat rolling before popping up with her arms raised over her head at the center of the ring.
"LET'S GOOOOOOOOO!"
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika has joined the fight here.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
It seems that the timekeeper is willing to take the bombastic entrance of Rainbow Mika, along with Cracker Jack's apparent impatience, as a sign that both of the competitors are ready. Rather than give any time for the crowd excitement to die down, he instead strikes the bell, signalling the start of the match.
Well, Mika, for one, is already prepared to just get right to it.
Quite honestly, all Mika knows about her opponent were from the highlight reel of his title match against the former Lightning Spangles. Going up against somebody who brings a weapon to the ring, rather than waiting for an appropriate moment to bring it out to up the tension of the match, is still a bit unusual to the wrestler. She's keen on trying to get some momentum going in her favor early under the circumstances.
Having only just gotten to her feet moments before the bell rang, there's almost no pause as she sudden barrels down on Jack, recklessly lunging for the man with the bushy sideburns as she attempts to leap up to hook her arm in around the back of his neck. The motion flows with a practiced ease, as she comes back to the ground and a hand plants on his chest, hauling him up vertical on her shoulder before she drops backward in an early attempt to further flatten his hat against the mat.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack blocks Rainbow Mika's Brain Buster.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Cracker Jack smirks at Rainbow Mika's enthusiasm, languidly pelvic thrusting his way off the turnbuckle in a snake-like motion and stepping toward her. As she runs forward, he steps into her armhook to brace himself and prepare himself for the choreographed, common Rainbowmania move. He's been studying her tapes. He's pulled off his feet and inverted on her shoulder, his bat pointing directly parallel toward the ring as he displays his own maneuvering, before he's slammed to the mat. He rolls into it and springs to his feet afterward, turning around to face her while she recovers from the shock of the move. He tosses his bat to his left hand as he dashes forward, then slams his right fist out with a move aimed directly at her jaw. "Normally, I keep the property intact." As he digs his right toe into the mat for the followthrough, he hisses in close range, "But you signed your face up for this."
Meanwhile, the man in the black Armani suit signals backstage. A number of models in bikinis come out, with old school cigarette girl style trays hanging off their shoulders. They begin passing out free cigars, packs of Marlboro Reds with Cracker Jack's face, and Tsingtao beers with the Western Belt emblazoned upon the back of the bottles' paper labels. The man in the suit smiles, nodding as he momentarily grins and shows off his too-white teeth. This is just the beginning.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack successfully hit Rainbow Mika with Dashing Straight.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Not the momentum building start that Mika had been hoping for, but being able to put someone on the defensive is still a good start. All she has to do is be ready for what Jack throws in retalliation against her, weather the blow, and hit back hard, and then just like that she'll be back into it.
She stands ready, looking to take advantage of whatever recovery Cracker Jack will have after the blow... only instead the hit to jaw is not only clean, it sends her stumbling back into the ropes, getting momentarily entwined as her strategy fails to come through.
Clearly she has to try something else.
"You've got to put up with worse than a swollen cheek in wrestling if you want to be the best," Rainbow Mika says as she pulls herself out of the ropes. "Rainbowmania isn't because I'm a pretty face, it's because I give everything I've got in the ring!"
As the wrestler shouts, she pivots on her heel, turning her back to Jack as she locks her legs to build up strength and then launches herself up into the air, bending at the waist to lower her profile as her trajectory turns her ass into a gut-seeking missile.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack blocks Rainbow Mika's Flying Peach.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/----===|====---\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Cracker Jack grits his teeth in satisfaction as he feels his knuckles land a bruising punch, the feeling of hard flesh on soft flesh resonating up his arm and through his body. "Yeah!" He tosses his bat to his right hand and spins it about as he watches her, smirking at her comment. "How about a broken jaw?" He catches his bat by the handle and takes three steps backwards as she pivots on her heel to launch her patented Flying Peach, ready to strike like the python of a man he is. "Gotcha!" he shouts, grabbing her with his left arm and launching himself backwards into the ropes. He bounces off along with all her momentum, holding her from the back and whispering in her ear, "I'll let you work the wrench, baby." He breaks out laughing like a hyena, and then attempts to lift Rainbow Mika off her feet as he lands back on his and rights himself from the paired rope bounce, attempting to lock his baseball bat around her neck and pull her off her feet. If that's successful, it's followed by a twist and a slam directly into the side of the turnbuckle, where it meets the metal pole.
In the Vegas betting rooms, a small circle of bookies is quietly collecting all the bets from Rainbowmaniacs, not realizing that in Vegas, with everything considered, the bookie always wins.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika endures Cracker Jack's Power Hunter.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
A rough start is never something to get worried about. Losing near the start would simply mean that bringing it all back around to a win is more exciting. It means any little victory is all that much sweeter as the tension builds in the crowd.
More important than all of that, you can't step into the ring if you're afraid of getting hurt. When she fought Mimiru in her failed attempt at the Eastern Pro Title belt, her arm was still a mess from getting her elbow twisting the wrong way in her fight against Snakebite. Neither of those fights pulled out a win for her, but they were still the sort of thing that the fans remember forever.
So as Cracker Jacks wraps his arms around the Peach Bomber, she doesn't struggle. She could put in the effort to wriggle out of his hold, but more than anything else she wants to get her hands on him and turn this all around. A few more bruises is an acceptable price to pay.
As Mika hits the turnbuckle with an unpleasant thud, she completely ignores the pain and practically bounces back off of it, lunging up as she attempts to slip her arm around Jack's neck before he can recover, locking both arms in place as she bends him over at the midsection as his cheek is locked up against one side of her blue and white bust. She wrenches violent, locking down on his windpipe as she attempts to squeeze the air right out of him, leaving him breathless by the time she points up at the ceiling.
"LET'S GOOOOOO!" she shouts in her husky voice before leaping forward, dragging Jack along behind her as she plows his jaw into the mat.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack endures Rainbow Mika's Daydream Headlock.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Rainbow Mika
Cracker Jack grunts as Rainbow Mika surges out of his hold and turns about to grab him. He would normally enjoy the face to bust contact, but being choked witless by her sizable biceps lessens the fun. This is not the kind of thing you brag about at the bar, although he's contemplated paying for it before. Now he's glad he passed on that particular escort ad. He wheezes as he drops his bat while being pulled forward, before being driven face first into the mat. His hat flies off his head and he's left with a throbbing pain coming at him from all sides, his vision briefly turning black-red. He pushes his hand on the mat and turns over onto his back, gasping for air as he stares up at the glaring lights. The medic looks in, watching closely.
Cracker Jack sits up, punch drunk, then stands and strikes up a street boxing position, his left fist up near his face, his right hand down and open, as he hops up and down towards the no doubt well-defended Rainbow Mika, who didn't just take that horrible blow. Visibly sweating as he sucks in air, his open hand clenches and he swings it at Mika, blinking rapidly as he struggles to focus.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack successfully hit Rainbow Mika with Fierce Punch.
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Cracker Jack 1/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Rainbow Mika
Okay, that's a bit more fight still left in Cracker Jack than Mika had entirely hoped for. In a situation like this, you kind of hope for an opportunity to just work the crowd while your opponent is forced to recover. But hopefully this has all slowed him down a bit and she'll just have to make a quick hop out of the way.
...Rainbow Mika goes tumbling back as the blow hits clean. She probably should have tried something a bit more aggressively defensive.
Honestly, she's starting to feel a bit of the wear down under the circumstances, but you can't let any of that get to you. The important part is refusing to acknowledge just how badly you're doing.
"Not too bad... but it takes more than one or two hits to put Rainbow Mika down for the count!" She shouts as she pushes back up to her feet. "It's at times like this that you've got two options... you prove you're the one who deserves to be on top, or you end up letting it all slip through your fingers. SO SHOW ME WHAT YOU'VE GOT!"
As her shout fills the arena, she lunges forward, planting her heel as a pivot point as she suddenly twist about, aiming a solid backfist for the side of Jack's head before twisting again for a follow-up blow that should leave the Vegas native's bell too rung to react as her feet catch and she rockets backward once more, aiming to get a good clean gut-check with her infarmous backside.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika issues a challenge!!
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Cracker Jack 1/-------/=======|=======\======-\1 Rainbow Mika
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack Toughs Out Rainbow Mika's Rainbow Hip Rush!
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Cracker Jack 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Cracker Jack continues to bob and weave as Rainbow Mika challenges him, seeing her mouth move and hearing a loud, low roar from his ears. Everything is slow as she rushes in, landing on his feet and pivoting to face her sidelong slowly, inhaling deeply as he raises his right arm. The world is suddenly fast again as her fist slams into his right arm with a loud crack, before he takes the follow-up blow to his face and is knocked backwards. His heels dig into the mat and he bullrushes into the gutcheck, catching it with his solid abdominals giving nary an inch and flexing at the perfect moment. His arms wrap around her as his left hand comes up and wrings through her hair, before he sudenly wrenches it towards his knee, with multiple knee rams aimed at her face, assuming it's still there each time he brings his knee up. He says nothing, as blood dribbles from his mouth and he stares with vivid, blazing brown eyes.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack successfully hit Rainbow Mika with Lazy Buffalo.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/---====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Rainbow Mika
There's no time to move. Not after Jack shrugs off a hit like that. The moment those arms are around her, her only hope is to be ready for what's about to hit and try to hold it off. Every muscle in her body tenses up, and her head twists to the side as her neck turns to iron. In one last ditch effort, her arms fly up, trying to provide one last bit of sanctuary.
They don't make it in time. She hits the knee hard. At first it would be likely to do little more than bruise, but the repeated assault eventually tears a nasty gash open on her cheek, bloody splattering against Jack's pant leg, Mika's wrestling gear, and the ring itself.
"...That's good, I can see how you got your belt," she manages in an almost friendly tone as she stumbles back. "I guess I have to pull out all the stops." And with that, Rainbow Mika charges through the open ring, launching herself into the air with a flying dropkick aimed square for Cracker Jack's chest in an effort to send him crashing back into the turnbuckle. As she bounces off, she makes a quick roll before rushing back in, sliding around the edge of the apron to get behind Jack, climbing up to the top rope and dragging him along with her as she hauls him up vertical on her shoulder. "ORRRAAAAAA!" Mika bellows as she leaps not back to the center of the ring, but out toward the crowd, aiming to plow Jack's head into the barrier on the outside of the padded floor.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack blocks Rainbow Mika's Sardine's Beach Special.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/-======|>>>>---\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Cracker Jack soon tires of the knee bashing, breathing heavily as he relents and lets Mika stumble away. Then, as she charges at him, he feels the dropkick impact into his chest and clear out his lungs, sending him backwards into the turnbuckle. As he's stunned, he's in little position to fight Mika hoisting him upside down on her shoulder, but he can prepare mentally. As he sees the ring go sailing away from him, he springs off Rainbow Mika's shoulder with his hands and wriggles free like a slippery trout instead of a canned sardine. He goes crashing ten yards above Mika into some fans, screams in the audience as he's covered with popcorn and soda and beer. He bursts to his feet and pushes fans aside onto their faces as he parts the sea towards Mika with force of personality, people scrambling to get away from the insane bouncer. "TIME TO DIE, RAINBOW MIKA!" he shouts as he jumps at her with a rugby tackle, attempting to take her off her feet and slam her onto the concrete between the bleachers and the ring. His medic rushes over to watch the altercation, as the man in the Armani suit laughs and claps his hands.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack successfully hit Rainbow Mika with Power Throw.
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Cracker Jack 0/-------/=======|>>>>>>>\-------\0 Rainbow Mika
Not good.
Going flying out of the ring, even if you're the one in charge of the whole process, takes a lot out of you. With Cracker Jack slipping out of her hold, Rainbow Mika no longer has his body to absorb any of the landing for her, and when he managed to soften it up with the fans, that means he's back on his feet a lot more quickly than she is. All she can try to do is roll out of the way, but her body is showing the signs of all she's put into this fight, her legs are just too sluggish and she takes the hit hard.
This is it. Mika only has a little bit left inside her to keep going. Only time for one last big go at taking Jack out with her.
Summoning every last bit of strength inside of her, Mika struggles to her feet. She tries to put the bruises and the blood out of her thoughts as she settles in one last time on Jack.
"LET'S GOOOOO!" she bellows loud enough that the cheap seats can hear it clearly. In one last burst of energy, she barrels down on Jack, leaping up into the air and aiming to come down on his shoulders, clenching her legs in tight around his neck as she uses all of her momentum to slam Jack down on the concrete floor. Once there, she twists down, planting her hands on the floor and whipping her body up and around through a handstand as she drags the bouncer along with her, plowing his head into the floor with everything she's got left as she aims to squeeze the life out of him with the legs wrapped around his neck.
...And then they go limp as the light behind those baby blues goes dim and Rainbow Mika slumps to the ground.
COMBATSYS: Rainbow Mika can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack blocks Rainbow Mika's Paradise Hold.
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Cracker Jack 1/------=/=======|
Cracker Jack is rapidly back on his feet as he comes out of the rugby tackle into fighting form. He grins toothily, his shoulders rising and falling as he takes an even stance, his hands open and ready as he adopts a grappling pose. As she comes rushing in and jumps on his shoulders, he jacks his forearms infront of his face and throat. He's sent into the floor with extra leverage, pushing off it with his hands and wrestling with her thighs with his arms, wriggling about in her grip. As she goes slack, he stands up and stands victorious, raising his arms. The medic rushes over and begins checking his head for a concussion, before the medic is waved aside by the man in the Armani suit. The man hands Jack a pack of Marlboro Reds, and he pulls one out. He lights it up and takes a slow drag as he faces the crowd, grinning bloodily, before he exhales. He's handed his hat by his manager, along with his bat, and sidles out of the arena, to his waiting limosuine. Meanwhile, the Vegas bookies take massive profits off the Rainbowmaniacs, while the other bets on Cracker Jack pay out in spades from the less experienced sports books. All in all, a great night for Las Vegas, the Paradise City.
COMBATSYS: Cracker Jack has ended the fight here.
Log created on 19:01:36 09/20/2015 by Rainbow Mika, and last modified on 22:55:16 09/20/2015.