Description: W-w-wow! Did you know that when Jesus Christ was 21 years old, he came to Japan and pursued knowledge of divinity for 12 years? You can read about it and more at the legendary Tomb of Jesus Christ at Shingo Aomori. To celebrate this sacred Easter party, there will be a full-fledged wrestling ring right amongst to the crosses of the tomb above the tomb! Russian Special Forces Sergei Dragunov is bringing the pain right in the middle of Easter battlefield. Facing against him is a tag-team duo, the venomous Sada Asai and her warwolf partner, Sven Maesters! Remember rule number 1 in the ring: Nobody is Raven. You -cannot- crucify anybody in the ring! Not like anybody would stop you, though <Winner: Sven & Sada>
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The Tomb of Jesus Christ.
The place is a solemn, respective site located in the small village of Shingo in Japan's Aomori Prefecture. While the village is normally known for cows and yams, it has this legendary site of... modest presence. The site itself is a simple white cross standing high on top of a mound of dirt, surrounded by a very low white fence. Several kimono clad women encircle the tomb, continuing an easter dance for the tomb. Several stands are set up nearby, offering bread, fish, and authentic Jesus memoribilia, tokens, and strips of mystical Jesus wards. By the site, a sign sat, reading:
When Jesus Christ was 21 years old, he came to Japan and pursued knowledge of divinity for 12 years. He went back to Judea at age 33 and engaged in his mission. However, at that time, people in Judea would not accept Christ's preaching. Instead, they arrested him and tried to crucify him on a cross. His younger brother, Isukiri casually took Christ's place and ended his life on the cross.
Christ, who escaped the crucifixion, went through the ups and downs of travel, and again came to Japan. He settled right here in what is now called Herai Village, and died at the age of 106.
On this holy ground, there is dedicated a burial mound on the right to deify Christ, and a grave on the left to deify Isukiri.
The above description was given in a testament by Jesus Christ.
This was the home of the last known resting place of Jesus Christ.
And now the home of a -fantastic- wrestling ring.
The ring was set up around the fenced off portion of dirt where Jesus Christ was supposed to be buried. Four posts were on each corner of the section, with three ropes encircling the ring around each turnbuckle. Several chairs, boards, and other useful debris was on hand. And a crowd was set up on the stands by the ring, ready to cheer on the fighters that would be facing down.
And within the ring, Sven Maesters was standing.
The swedish wrestler was shirtless, clad in his black army boots and kahki cargo shorts. Upon his shoulders was the great wolf pelt of the Warwolf; around his waist was the World Champion Belt (Rookie Tier). But his werewolf mask was currently on top of his head, not over it, as he looks up to the cross, stroking his blond beard. Nodding firmly, the wrestler, picks up the cross around his neck, and kisses it.
"This am a sacred place, ya?"
Sada Asai knows, of course, that Jesus is buried here, because why wouldn't he be? Japan is the best at everything, and if the results indicate otherwise, obviously someone screwed up.
Sada has shown up in fancily formal gear, as befits the day of the birth of the death of the son of God. For her this has meant an extremely fancy kimono largely in purple with her ancient clan diamond pattern thing here and there, along with having her hair up and held in place with lacquered black sticks. Having gotten to the ring, she is sliding out of the kimono; underneath is a black singlet. No boots.
"You know, sacred does not always mean the same thing as good," Sada muses as she hangs her (rented) kimono up on the turnbuckle carefully, before she can get acid sweat on it. "It means holy... promised to someone else... set apart."
Her eyes turn out towards the crowd for a moment. Her lip curls up in a reflexive sneer. People buy videos with faces like that in them.
"Some might say cursed," Sada says as she slides into the ropes. Her arms fold as she looks at the Warwolf's belt of war. "... Good luck," Sada offers, finally.
I wonder if we can wake Jesus up by breaking the ring, she thinks abruptly. Hm.
Sergei walks in wearing lighter uniform than usual, and covered in military grade sunscreen. He is disgusted by the girl who dared to wear purple and the Swedish furry. He wipes the sweat from his brow. He notices the furry was the man who beat up a 14 year old girl for the World Champion Belt (rookie tier), Swen Masters or something.
Sergei stands at attention by the ring. He thinks that the girl’s statement is unnecessary and incorrect, when has sacred ever meant cursed? This may be indicative of something about her.
"Whatever it is, I do not want to anger it."
Sven looks over the girl, and turns up his nose. He had not yet fought on a team match before, but looking at his partner, he was expecting... a little more. "You is Sada?" The towering mass of wrestling meat stares down the smaller, -much- smaller Japanese girl. "I heard you were wrestler." He looks over her. "You is small for wrestler." Reaching up to his mask, he slides it down. "But eh, you should be fine as a partner, ya." The wolfman masked is fixed on, as he turns around, cape swirling.
In time to stare across at Sergei himself.
Alright. Sada has her own heat to build up. And Sven? Sven casts a knowing look to the people in the audience, before directing his attention on Sergei."So this is so called opponent from Russia?" The swede pounds his chest, striding across to the russian. The Spetsnaz agent was taller than the massive swede, but Sven was not going to back down now. "Russia is garbage! Russia is filled with vodka drinking idiots! Russia is stupid! Russia is failure! You is a complete loser to face a world champion!" Sven was puffing his chest out, getting close up into the face of russian, to egg some kind of reaction out of him. The fight had not started yet. But the alpha male swaggering had already begun.
From one of the judges, the katamari is tossed into the center of the ring.
"Don't worry about me," Sada tells Sven with a poisonously sweet smile. She has of course not been out and about much lately, but that's clearly her hewing to her schoolgirl gimmick (which is real easy to do since she is a schoolgirl). She looks over towards Sergei.
Her lips crack into a grin.
But then Sven is getting into position and is cutting some truth out of the Truth Block to layer on top of Sergei and melt in the searing heat of FACTS. Sada shrugs a little as if to say: when you're right, you're right!
Then her head lifts up, like an alert airedale or an otter seeing a flying butterfly. Why? Because the katamari has been thrown down and lands in the ring with a soft but palpable 'clump'. Sada's lips turn down into a frown even as she leans back against the ropes, tensing herself to do... something. It isn't clear what!
(probably let Sven take some big hits and then steal the glory)
Sergei ignores the angry furry’s rants, knowing it would make him frustrated. He eyed the katamari being placed in the ring and started getting into position. Eying the Swedish wolf in his face and the girl in the back hiding in the back.
The referees call the fight to start.
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"HORSE HOCKEY!"
That was the bellow from the wrestler as the Russian doesn't react at all. Peering from behind the wolfman mask, Sven paces, glowering and thumping his chest. "You are coward! You won't even talk! You are afraid of Sven! You are afraid of the Warwolf!" The wrestler sticks a finger right in the Russian's face, peering in it.
And the ref calls the fight.
Sven doesn't even go for a proper wrestling move. He doesn't even go for a real attack. Instead, the wrestler just makes an attempt to give the man a big shove. Not to shove him to the ground, but to shove him towards the ropes. To show that the Rookie Champion was large and in charge. That he was not someone to mess around with. And should he get that shove going?
He would follow it up with a solid deck -RIGHT- in the face.
This man is watching them with intensity that Sada has come to associate with agents...
And here she's right, perhaps.
... of the US Government!
Here, maybe not so much.
But then Sven continues to drop some righteousness, and when Sven lunges forwards, Sada follows after him. However she does not go in to do something sophisticated such as lunge low where Sven goes high, or to hold down Sergei while Sven beats him with his wrestling belt. No; Sada is going for that katamari.
Someone throws a Hocus Pocus Wiffle Wafer into the ring because the crowd is getting a little rowdy already, for Christ is BORN but this match may need to get more HYPE. The floating piece of blasphemilicious snack treat sticks to part of the katamari.
Sada puts her foot on the side. (She doesn't stick. She made her choice.) Frowning, she rolls it back and forth a little, and then looks up towards Sergei and Sven. "Huh," she says.
Then she watches.
and waits
COMBATSYS: Sada focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sven's Fierce Punch.
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The poor little furry started to yelp and cry some more, he even tried to shove Sergei. But he held his footing and side stepped the punch.
Seeing the open side, Sergei jumped for a scissor take down on Swen.
COMBATSYS: Sven auto-guards Sergei's Medium Throw.
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Sven was no mere furry.
As the shove comes, the wrestler hurls out the follow up punch. Surging past the Russian, he hurls himself forward, continuing to carry himself all the way to the ropes. Rebounding off them he surges back towards Sergei... as he takes his OWN scissor take down with both legs. Already coming towards the Russian, he brings both of his own arms up.
And he catches the russian by the heel of each boot.
Staggering backwards, he fights against the massive power of the Russian as he falls back to the ropes. "GRAGH!" He snarls, holding each heel like the maw of a beartrap. The moment his back hits the ropes, he hurls downward, finally breaking himself out of the attack. "SADA! Where were you!?" The Swede growls as he scampers on the ropes. Getting up on the second rope, he flips backwards, knees tucked in, sailing into a slow arc as he falls towards Sergei... and attempts a shooting star press, to press down the Russian with the full force of his body.
And hopefully set him up for Sada.
"Right over here," Sada says as Sven blocks out Sergei's attempt at a scissor takedown. He's jumpy, Sada thinks, even as she pushes the Katamari over to between her feet. She 'dribbles' for a moment before Sven goes for the press --
And then she punts it right at Sergei!
WILL IT STICK? IS HE JESUS ENOUGH?
We'll all find out. Sada is also getting slightly sweaty in the forehead, but usually people don't grin like sharks when wiping sweat off their forehead. Sada is of course not the usual case.
COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sven's Strong Throw.
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COMBATSYS: Sergei blocks Sada's Thrown Object.
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Sergei jumps out of the path of the belt holder with a simple duck. Sergei sees the girl kick around the Katamari like a soccer ball. As it is sent out at him in a strong kick, Sergei kicks it away with his knee, leaving a possible bruise. The Katamari was rolled across the ring picking up seeds from the ground.
As in one of Jesus’s sermons he talked about a farmer who scattered seeds in a field.
Sergei then went to grab Sven to throw him over his hip.
COMBATSYS: Sven blocks Sergei's Quick Throw.
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Oh no.
Sailing over the Sergei, he lands flat on his belly on the ground. Groaning, he writhes back up into a stand as the... katamari flies past, kicked like a soccerball. As it stunned Sergei for a brief moment, the wrestler has just enough time to stand up before the towering Russian comes exploding in to seize up the swede. Caught in the clutches, he is slammed across the hip towards the earth. And while Sven was big?
He was agile, as he shows as he breaks into a full roll across the grounds.
"Come on schoolgirl! Come on Sada! Pull your weight!" Sven bellows as he tumbles across the grounds. Kicking up a cloud of dirt, the now-filthy wrestler rises up next to his partner, staring -daggers- at the woman. "You playing games! Pull your weight! Or this will get free for all! Warwolf is a lone wolf, and I have no tolerance for this coward crap!" Snarling behind the mask, he swirls his wolf pelt cape, turning towards the Russian, he beats his chest with both hands.
"Sven is -Strong-, Russian!"
Stomping his boots across the dirt, he thunders towards Sergei. Hands out, his gaze transfixes on the Russian. Rolling his neck, Sven makes his lunge, attempting to seize Sergei by his chest. Should he get his arms around the massive Russian, he would then pivot, throwing the titanic grappler over his head and shoulder, and suplex him down hard on the Jesus dirt.
Right down into the holy seed.
Sada narrows her eyes at the War Wolf as he declares to her that she needs to pull her weight. Twice! Is this a crack about her ass?? Sada suspects darkly that it is. This tag team may be doomed before it begins. Even so, she has a handful of her own gross sweat.
And when Sven is lunging and possibly sending Sergei to Suplex City, Sada steps forwards and twists her arm around with a flourish.
What was that?
Oh, she's flicking her sweat at Sergei. Gross.
AND THEN there's a screaming noise like a string of firecrackers getting set off as the droplets of Dr. Tran-approved Schoolgirl Effluvia erupt into their cursed chi nature, hopefully ripping Sergei asunder with complete surprise! Don't worry - he'll be back in three days, right?!
"Don't talk to me like that," Sada tells Sven, then. "You're a champ, right?? You should be bolder. Don't be afraid to work hard!!"
COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sven's Medium Throw.
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COMBATSYS: Sergei blocks Sada's Glow Bomber.
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Slipping away from the furry’s charge, the Spetsnaz saw a glob of something being tossed from Sada. When it hit Sergei’s forearm, it burned through his sleeve and stung like acid. That is when he realized the tactic they were using. The wolf talked big and loud and acted like an idiot to get his attention, while the girl hid back. Sergei would undermine the ploy with a sharp change in actions.
Sergei charged in at Sada, leaving Sven behind. He runs across the ring kicking up stones as he runs. He approaches Sada aiming for her legs to tackle her to the ground.
Oh, he was fast too.
As the Russian slips past the wrestler, the swede pivots, turning around as... as his partner commits to an attack. And now, SHE was exposed to the Russian. "Dammit!" The Swede growls, stomping towards the Spetnaz officer. The Russian goes to do a flatout takedown of Sada. Huffing behind the mask, Sven decides it was time to unleash one of his -signature special moves-.
The World Wolf III.
Erupting straight for Sergei, he attempts to wrench him up as he goes for Sada. Should he get the grips on his body, he would spin the massive Russian around his body in a tilt-a-world. If he could muster enough leverage there, he would finish the assault with a staggering backbreaker, hurling the titanic Russian down HARD upon his knee. And coming down to a knee as well, Sven would end by throwing his hands into the air.
And unleashing a howl.
COMBATSYS: Sada parries Sergei's Medium Throw!!
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Sada raises up her arms and folds them even as the WOLF OF WAR unleashes a truly brutal howl. So brutal it needs an umlaut, but in Sada's language, there are no umlauts, only little " marks that make for slightly different sound readings.
Here he comes. Diving in low. Sada tenses up, eyes widening -- and she hoists up one leg as Sergei smashes past her, diving down low to curl her arms around his neck and try to hoist him up into a cobra clutch!! At least this is not the optimal position for her to be grinding her horrible sweat juices into his skin, though she does say into his ear, "Do you have anything to say??"
COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sven's World Wolf III.
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COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Sergei with Cobra Clutch EX.
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Sven rushes past Sergei as he runs, missing him. Sergei’s attempt to grab Sada misses and she reaches down to grab him. As she locks on on him, he feels a burning through his uniform.
He struggles to free himself from the hold. Back on his feet, he realizes he managed to find one, a wonderful subject.
Seeing as the girl seems trained in holds Sergei goes to grab her by the arm. If he gets the hold, he can pull his leg back and shoot it out like a piston right into her ribs.
Actually, SNFs are not Unicode compatable.
So instead of a howl, it is more of a h?wl. Sven once again misses the elusive Sergei, unable to pin down the other fighter. "Gragh! This is bullshit!" The Swede growls. Recovering from his assault, Sada was surging past him, surging to the Russian. Turning around, he braces himself against the Russian that should be coming.
But she had him in the cobra clutch.
Sven Maesters doesn't waste time as the Russian is held down. "Ya! Ya! Good job Sada!" He bellows as Sergei begins to try and explode out from the hold. While the Russian struggling on the ground, the Swede simply takes his boot, and tries to give the stoic man a swift kick right in his head.
The pelt swirling behind him.
COMBATSYS: Sada dodges Sergei's Strong Kick.
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Sergei's hand rests on an arm--! And Sada twists down and out of the way, even as the kick gets upwards. Tossing her hair back with one hand like she's some kind of Kanzuki, Sada says with a sneer, "Nothing? Nothing at all? You're not just Russian, you're DULL!"
Someone in the crowd tosses up the katamari. It has now acquired a range of Jesus-themed paraphenalia, including some garish rosaries, a couple of pocket Bibles, someone's handful of Japanese Jack Chick tracts...
Sada catches it, continuing not to stick due to her allegiance to Satan. This time though she tosses it up gently and then, with the strength of ten regular-sized Momos, /hucks/ it right at Sergei's midsection even as Sven goes for the good ol' wolf-boot to the head!
COMBATSYS: Sven successfully hits Sergei with Light Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sada's Large Thrown Object.
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Sada dodges out of the path of his kick. Before he can turn around the furry kick him straight in the head. The force of the kick knocks him out of the path of the katamari hurled at him.
Caught off guard, he backs up. To put more space between him and the wolfman, the Russian kicks him in the legs. Hopefully he will stay back long enough to get a hit on Sada.
COMBATSYS: Sergei successfully hits Sven with Light Kick.
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Boot to the head.
Demonstrating expert skill in Ti Kwan Leap, the brutish wrestler knocks Sergei out of the path of the katamari. "The time is now!" Sven bellows, as he adjusts his cloak. With a sweep of flourish, he hurls away his pelt, the cape flying up on top of the cross. Now capeless, he roars out.
"THE NIGHT OF THE WARWOLF HAS- Gurk!"
The wrestler attempted to leap over the incoming kick.... but didn't quite clear it. His shin begins to swell as it turns black, the blow sending him stumbling by the huge bruise. Groaning, he beats his chest as he lunges back at the Russian. "AROOO!" He howls, fully in a berserker frenzy. "I'll hold!" He barks, attempting to seize Sergei by his arms to turn him around, to wrench him back to face Sada.
"You rip him Sada!"
As the katamari bounces off, rolling ominously, Sada is given a clear instruction by the wolf of war. She narrows her eyes, not at him but at Sergei. "Alright," she answers him. "OK!!"
Rip him?
Sada sweeps her hand up over her forehead again and hooks it into a claw, slashing forwards into another of those screaming-bursting sweeps -- hopefully right over Sergei's artfully muscled Spetznatz chest. Maybe she can give him a cool scar, like Sagat!!
COMBATSYS: Sergei blocks Sven's Quick Throw.
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COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Sergei with Glow Bomber.
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With the kick knocking Sven down, Sergei locks onto Sada. From behind him Sven tries to grab his arms. The Russian gets out of the grapple only to see a glob of burning sweat to come right for him.
The fluid burns right through his uniform and to his chest. With his flesh burning Sergei swings his leg up to Sven’s shoulder to bring him right to the ground!
COMBATSYS: Sergei successfully hits Sven with Mantis Heel.
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"You got him! You got him! Go for it!"
Sven doesn't manage to get a good grip on Sergei, but he grabs him just long enough. And just long enough is all he needed. As Sergei breaks free from the grab, Sada gets the opening she needs to spray the Russian. As the man's chest becomes exposed, raw and burning, from the toxic sweat, Sergei doesn't ask questions.
Women problems weren't his problems.
What was his problem was the high kick roaring in. Attempting to catch the blow, the enraged Sven isn't fast enough, taking the blow in full bear. Sent into a harsh spike into the dirt, he is nearly buried from the sheer force. "Graaaagh!" He groans, shooting back up into a stand. Hurling himself forward, faster and faster, the wrestler just tries again to hurl his full force into Sergei... from behind. Should he manage to get behind Sergei again, he would lift him up, and hook him underneath his inner thigh. Once he got the leverage, he would flip him around, and then smash him down -hard- on his back, using his leg to keep him in place. Some people called it Blue Thunder.
Sven's fans would call it the Jaeger Bomber.
Sada's contribution at this point doesn't come with a witty remark. She moves to get round Sven and, hopefully, give Sergei repeated kicks with her bare foot in the side while he is down or possibly being horribly grappled. Teamwork between a Nordic country and Japan is exactly what Jesus wants to see on his birthday!!
Wait, is that another holiday?
COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sada's Roundhouse Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Sergei fails to counter Jaeger Bomber from Sven with Red Alert.
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Sergei ducks the Roundhouse kick from Sada. When he looks up he sees Sven charging in. He tries to grab and counter the attack, but is caught and lifted up by the wolf. His face is unchanged as he is flipped around. The acid burns him as he is slammed to the ground.
"YEAH! YEAH! AROOOOOOO!"
Sweat pours out from behind Sven's mask as he bring down the Jaeger Bomber. The crowd cheers as Sven brings out some of his signature thunder. The wrestler was gasping hard. As he releases Sergei. There were a lot of ways he could follow up on this. He could be practical. But Sven Maester was not going to be practical, as he rushes towards the ropes. With a bound up, he goes up on the top rope, and turns around. Standing tall, with perfect balance, he thrusts a finger in the air.
"SADA!"
"It's time to bring down the pain!"
"You set up!"
"And I finish! It's time for...."
"THE WOLFENSTEINER!!!"
Sada looks towards Sven as Sergei is put momentarily off balance. Her eyes narrow to thin, cruel slits as she smirks, and then she steps forwards, swiftly sliding her arms ahead to try and interlace with Sergei's! How cute!
Until she tightens up into a figure four armlock, possibly a moment too late for him.
"Say somethiiiiiing," Sada tells him, tightening and relaxing the lock in an aggravating way. (Or while struggling to keep it in.) "You're boriiiiiinng."
COMBATSYS: Sergei blocks Sven and Sada's Schlangensteiner.
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As Sada makes her move, Sven points to the crowd one last time. There was no room, no time. Launching from the ropes, he corkscrews into the air, spreading his thighs apart as he closes in on Sergei...
To clasp his manly thighs around his head.
As the slimy girl clasps against Sergei, he struggles to free himself. His uniform is further damaged in parts as her sweat dissolves away at him. When Sven launches at him the Russian breaks free from the grasp and the flying Swed grazes him as he escapes.
After the inappropriate conduct of Sada, Sergei turns and faces her. The Spetznaz lunges to grab her by the ear.
COMBATSYS: Sada fails to interrupt Rapid Grapple from Sergei with Beat the Cheek.
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The Wolfensteiner... defeated?
As Sven grazes Sergei, he lands on the ground in a heap of nothingness. The Night of the Warwolf had ended. And now, Sven was exposed. Open to whatever counterattack that Sergei could muster.
But he wasn't musterin it.
Instead, Sergei was going for Sada. The wrestler groans, slowly coming into a stand. His body was sore, his energy sapped. Fatigue had replaced the berserker rage of the World Rookie Champ. And yet, as Sergei descends upon Sada, the wrestler beats his chest.
There was still fight left in him, dammit!
"Only cowards beat girls!" Sven begins, hurling himself after Sergei with a burned out Swedish anger. "And bigger cowards refuse to beat RAINBOW MANIA!" The howl forces out of the wrestler as he tears after Sergei, attempting to grab him in a chokehold behind his back. He would latch that arm around the Russian's throat, to gag him, choke him. To sap his strength...
And hopefully, not be too late for Sada.
When Sada feels a hand grab at her ear, her reflex is to raise her hand up and administer a stinging slap! Unfortunately enough for her she did not work 'Sergei is a tall man and is not another schoolgirl or possibly Zaki, god forbid' into her slappin' reflexes, which means her ear is instead grabbed.
She shrieks, but this does no (direct) damage.
COMBATSYS: Sven successfully hits Sergei with Choke Hold.
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Sergei 1/-----==/=======|==-----\-------\0 Sada
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|======-\-------\0 Sven
As Sergei pulls on Sada’s ear he feel Sven come at him from behind. Sven grabs him in a choke hold and pulls him off Sada. Sergei gets out of the hold, and faces the wolf. If he wanted to face `The White Angel of Death` so be it.
Sergei rushes in right at the furry to tackle him to the ground and beat him senseless with his fists and bullet resistant bible right into that deplorable wolfman mask.
COMBATSYS: Sven Toughs Out Sergei's Iron Curtain!
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Sergei 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Sada
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|=======\===----\1 Sven
Sven had him.
Choking the Russian, he latches on the man's back, dragging him off Sada. "GOT YOUR BACK PARTNER! GOT YOU BACK!" The swede snarls, fighting with the massive fighter. He could not keep the arm lock around the Spetnaz's throat for long; the sheer skill and power of the larger Russian breaks free. And there, from behind his mask, he faces down the White Angel of Death. Staring back with blue eyes, peering from behind the mask, he opens his stance. "COME ON!" He bellows. And Sergei comes, rushing in hard and tackling the wrestler into a ount and pound. Sven grabs the man's thighs as he goes down. There was no guard, no defense for the onslaught of an attack.
But Sven was not yielding
Even as the Russian mounts him and pounds his face, again and again, Sven was still struggling, still fighting. "GRAGH! GRAGH! GRAAAAAAGH!" The swede roars, struggling against the pure power of the Russian. Even as he is mounted for the ground and poud, he was rising, grabbing the man by his legs as he forces his way up. Even as blow after blow comes, blood dribbling under the mask, the Warwolf howls as he hooks his arms under the Russian's knees. Squatting down, groaning, he would attempt to break the full assault with a leap. Should he vault high above? Should he keep his grips on the Russian? So many shoulds, so many shoulds? He would flip the Russian upside down as he corkscrewed through the air, land squarely over the corner post?
And promptly, attempt to drive him headfirst into the turnbuckle into a staggering BRAINBUSTAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!
Getting her EAR YANKED ON is not a happy moment for Sada but seeing Sergei turn to lunge inwards to attack Sven makes the pressure come off. She clasps a hand over that ear, scolwing, even as Sven takes that blow and bears it up like a Russian tank! (This national stereotyping could get confusing.)
"You think you can just grab me by the EAR, like a CHILD?" says the high school student, her lip curling back as she steps forwards, wobbling a bit as the katamari tumbles forwards. Sada doesn't kick it around this time.
"Disgusting!!"
And then she spits at Sergei.
This has the problem, of course, that her spit is doing that 'scream and explode a little' thing - like her sweat - possibly worse! But at least it's easier to dodge one girl's contempt than her thrown sweat! Probably.
COMBATSYS: Sada successfully hits Sergei with Contemptuous Spit.
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Sergei 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Sada
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|=------\-------\0 Sven
COMBATSYS: Sergei blocks Sven's Full Moon Rising.
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Sergei 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Sada
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|=------\-------\0 Sven
During his brutally beating Sven in his wolfman mask, Sergei was grabbed by the furry and he jumped into the air. In midair, Sergei managed to free himself, but crashed to the ground as Sven tumbled away. As he fell he was hit right in the shoulder by the filthy girl’s drool. His burns are agony, but must be ignored. No matter the pain and suffering, he must not fall in vain.
Wanting to put the dog back into his place. He pulled his fist back to strike him in is slightly less softer than normal throat.
COMBATSYS: Sven blocks Sergei's Fierce Punch.
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Sergei 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Sada
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|===----\-------\0 Sven
Close, but no cigar.
As Sergei breaks from his grips, Sven utters a curse in his native tongue. Landing on the corner turnbuckle, he drops down, just as the spit comes out of his partner. She must have been a heel. No problem for the Warwolf, though, as he gives a one-armed salute towards the Russian. "Ya! Ya! We got this Sada! You are a winner! We are winner!" The gasps from the exhausted Sven come as he keeps working himself into a frenzy. Sergei responds by hurling out a viscious throat punch. The swede barely manages to block, slamming his forearm into the oncoming blow with a sick crack. Groaning in agony, he staggers back towards the turnbuckle, turning with it.
And he begins to straddle it.
Gripping the top ropes, he brings his legs up to the lowest ropes. And then, with a heave, to the second ropes, winding himself back. "You gotta watch out Russian pig ass!" He snarls, ignoring the searing pain in his arm. With the final hop, he leaps straight off the corner, corkscrewing through the air as he moonsaults right off the corner post. Whirling in the air, he then unleashes his family's secret technique, the now world-famous Three Wolf Moonsault, to bodyslam himself hard into the Russian. All while howling.
"AROOOOO!!!!"
Sada contributes with this, not directly -- but by kicking that off-weight katamari forwards now, so that when Sergei (hopefully) comes down, he won't hit the mat, but rather a hard, jagged object aimed right at his lower back! That's the worst part of the back to get injured at, but Sada's still kind of sore about that ear-tugging business, probably.
COMBATSYS: Sergei dodges Sada's Random Weapon.
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Sergei 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Sada
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|-------\-------\0 Sven
COMBATSYS: Sergei fails to counter Three Wolf Moonsault from Sven with Red Alert.
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|-------\-------\0 Sven
COMBATSYS: Sergei can no longer fight.
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|===----\-------\0 Sada
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|-------\-------\0 Sven
His strength was failing, the degenerates were beating him, the pain is too much, how can he call himself a soldier. All were thought by Sergei as his fist shattered the D grade wrestler’s arm. Then, he remembered why he was fighting. He was looking for the fighters like Sada with traits that some higher ups would love to have looked into. Sergei already won.
Sergei sent the katamari flying out of Sada’s hands and into the distance with a throw of his bullet-resistant Bible. He turned to face his Swedish foe as he was crashing down on him. He went to grab him and throw him to the ground, or end it in an acceptable manner.
knocked flat on his back, Sergei rose after the referees called the fight. His uniform was ruined, and he was covered in burns. Luckily his palms and face were burn free, the military grade sun block worked well.
Sven Maesters slams himself HARD into Sergei.
For a moment, both men were on the ground. Sven was gasping for air; the wrestler was exhausted. After a moment, he realizes that... that Sergei was still down. Staggering up to a sit, he then moves into a stand. Rising high up, he looks to the cross... and then, the Russian.
He was not rising.
"YEAH! YEAH!" The swede barks, holding up his arms in victory. Turning to the audience, he shakes his fists. "AROOOOO! AROOOO! SVEN NUMBER 1!" It takes a moment before he faces Sada, his partner in this fight. Thundering towards her, his expression behind his mask was... uncertain. Was he going to fight her? Or was he- yes. He attempts to grab her wrist, and lift it high up with him. "SADA NUMBER 1! SVEN NUMBER 1!" And then, he gives a big thumbs down to the camera.
"RAINBOW MANIA IS GARBAGE!!!"
COMBATSYS: Sven has left the fight here.
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|===----\-------\0 Sada
Sada's wrist is lifted! The grip...
Stings. Not a lot. It's like holding something coated in a weak acid, but Sada isn't exactly Miss Sweatywrists. Staring at Sergei, she says, as if in eulogy, "He died as he lived: Silent and mean." Then she throws up her other hands and shouts in Japanese, "<RAINBOW MANIA SUCKS>"
Before coughing and saying rather simperingly, "My leg hurts a bit, from knocking around that clump... but thank you very much, Wolf of War. It was an excellent combination."
Will it happen again?
ONLY TIME WILL TELL.
Log created on 15:50:22 03/27/2016 by Sada, and last modified on 16:36:44 03/31/2016.