SNF 2018.06 - SNF: The Joker's Wild

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Description: One of the most important comic book characters is Batman's villain, The Joker. According to our crack team of comic experts, Joker looked like someone was trying to fix Boo Radley from the Harpy Lewis novel "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings." The act drove him permanently psychotic, then Harley Quinn attached to him, wanted a family because she retreated into fantasy as a child. With such a deft and detailed analysis, there was only one man who could handle the deep psychological and sociological implications of The Joker: Craig Marduk. With the wrestler determining the style of Joker he will play (with our experts expecting a take similar to Grant Morrison's Arkham Asylum: Serious House on a Serious Earth), he will be facing both Felicia and Kelly, who shall take whatever comic cosplay they feel is appropriate against the nuanced neo-expressionism of Marduk, right at the Sunshine City Comic Con (hosted in the Dragon Arena).

"Okay, Marduk, so pay attention."

The massive, hulking Vale Tudo wrestler is sitting in a business suit, dressed with purple and green knee and elbow pads, at the table. It was the office for the SunshineCon, the official comic book convention at Sunshine City. The two men were circle around their... bombshell. Craig Marduk wasn't their first pick. It wasn't their second pick. It wasn't -any- of their picks, honestly, but they had a need. A 2 vs 1 for the SNF, and they need someone to play The Joker against two lovely ladies. And of the fighters who could handle a 2-vs-1? Marduk was the only one who came up this cycle. Marduk, for his purposes, we eagerly sitting on the chair, nodding his bald head heartily.

"Okay! I am paying attention now!"

"What we need you to do, is play the Joker. You know who the Joker is, Marduk?" Marduk gives a -big- grin, nodding even -harder-. "OH man, I -love- the Joker, Jared Leto was a god damn genius!" There is a pained silence. The organizer rubs his temples. "Well. What we need you to do, is play... the Joker." "What, like in real life?" Marduk asks, cocking his head. There is even a more pained silence. The director rubs his temple. "No, as in, a Saturday Night Fight. You will be pretending to be the Joker. Like Batman's villain. For a fight against two girls. Do you... Do you understand?" Marduk pauses a moment, the gears turning. Until finally, a big smile stretches over his face, as he nods very slowly.

"I think I got you."



Marduk explodes out on the comic convention floor. Striding through the crowd and the kiosks, the brawler was dressed up... actually pretty decently as the Joker. White pancake clown makeup was done on his face, with red lips stylized on him. He was dressed in a purple suit, matching with the purple and green knee and elbow pads. He actually wears big shoes, which almost work on him. A nice carnation sits on his chest. The wrestler thunders through the comic-con grounds, as everyone -parts- out of the way. Except one person, standing -right- by the cameras, trained right on both of them. Marduk stops dead in his charge, as a familiar, bearded man stands in front of him. With a light voice, he extends his hand for a hand-shake. "Hello Marduk! I'm Mark Hamill, and I'm pleased to-"

Marduk grabs him, and -hurls- him straight into a nearby artist kiosk.


Marduk continues to stride forward, as the camera crew -flashes- with an assault of pictures. Now, the crowd suddenly starts to chatter and gasp. Marduk strides out to the big center ring, sectioned off in the middle of the convention grounds, for the normal round of Cosplay Battle Contests that -always- happens at these conventions, of course. while some people struggle to extract Mark Hamill from the broken artist stand, others crowd around the center ring as they -stare- at the one man disaster show. As JokerMarduk reaches the center, he throws his arms in the air.


There are now a peal of boos, answering him. Everyone at the comiccon regrets everything. But Marduk, for his purposes, just eats it up. "OH YEAH YOU ALL HATE ME, YOU ALL HATE ME! YOU KNOW WHY? YOU ALL KNOW WHY?" And he thrusts two thumbs right at his chest.


Felicia was okay with this plan. She just had to get down to the costume department for a local studio she had some ties with before she made her GRAND ENTRANCE.

At the rallying cry of Marduk's Joker, a dark figure can be seen in the rafters high above at the convention.


A quite feminine but still muscled silhouette /jumps down/ from on high--stiletto heeled boots clicking as she lands--a clad entirely in shiny black PVC, with a large and totally 80s mane of bright blue hair.

"Catwoman will stop you, meow~" she purrs as she speaks aloud the meow phonetically, quite like Pfieffer in Batman Returns--sliding one of her gloved clawed hands up her arm, showing off. There is a whip coiled at her side, even--cat ear mask and goggles and everything.


However, that catsuit had been /hell/ for Felicia to try and cram herself into--the costume department had used the measurements she had in her Violet Girl/Midnight bliss mode form, and not her usual amazon-like Catwoman form she fought normally in. The poor black PVC had been stretched to it's limit and just getting the zipper up had taken herself and two able-bodied men to zip shut--the entire thing had felt like putting on a girdle.

And then of course, almost the instant she landed from her little stunt, most of the material just /exploded/.

Felicia was now standing there, the shoulders, hips and thigh portions of the Catwoman catsuit shredded, nearly--strips of material falling to the floor and leaving her in more a catwoman /bikini/, thong and crop top, mask--thankfully with the boots and gloves remaining, however, though the toes of the boots had popped open at the force of her much larger fighting form's feet--making them now sorta open-toed stiletto heeled boots. It's certain at least /some fans/ in the audience are grateful for that.

"Awww damn--!" she whined.

Moments after Felicias entrance.... and followup wardrobe malfunction..... her partner for the battle also makes her entrance! Like Felicia, she drops from above, landing in a crouch a few feet away! The glowing eyes from the cowl narrow dramaticly as the batman-clad figure stands up. While not unexpected for someone to pick batman, Kelly has chosen a specific one. The costume in no way hides her gender, but the telling detail is the mask.

There is no opening for her mouth.

It's a solid piece completely covering her face! Staying in-character, she raises a hand, points at 'Joker'duk, and then traces her thumb across her throat in an obvious gesture of challenge.

"The terror that..."

Marduk repeats it back, as he turns back from the crowd. And Marduk gets the same kind of look on his face Bob gets when he sees an open buffet. His greedy, greedy eyes dance up and down the catsuit that Catwoman was pulling off. "Oh, BABY." MArduk coos. "You are some fine ass lady to be coming down to THE JOKER. But bitch, could you at least shave before you come to Marduk? You look like your Italian or some shit with those fat feet." As Kelly descends, he turns to the other opponent, sneering. "And it's kind of a 4 or a 5? Whatever, I can handle -two- chicks at once." Marduk brags, leering at the duo.


Marduk pounds his chest again. "Okay, you two SWEET TARTS, I want you to go and BRING THE SKITTLES as you COME RIGHT AT ME. You bitches better get ready."


COMBATSYS: Marduk has started a fight here.

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Marduk           0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Felicia has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Marduk           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia

"Was born in Vegas, nrrgh--" Felicia struggles to get her balance back--which she quickly does. Thank god for cat-like reflexes--it helped with maneuvering in the stiletto heels. "Don't you know, everything's bigger in the south?" Felicia then peers down at her still blavk vinyl gloved hands. The costume hadn't come with any sort of finger caps ending in clawed edges, like in Batman Returns--but a quick flex of her digits and Felicia's own natural red gleaming nails erupted out of the ends of the gloved fingertips.

She then cracked the knuckles of both hands, flexing her hands out as she popped joints in her legs and shoulders, getting herself ready. Marduk was going to be a tough customer, she could sense--and she was going to need to FOCUS.

COMBATSYS: Felicia focuses on her next action.

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Marduk           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia

Kelly, in her Cassandra Cain cosplay, sticks to keeping to character.... and since Cane is mute, this means she says absolutely nothing.

Instead of a verbal reply to Marduks rant, she puts one hand on her hip, and with the other open, makes a circling motion. The intent is clear: 'Yada yada yada. You gonna talk or you gonna fight?'. As Felicias claws come out, Kelly then slips into her own combat stance, ready to try her luck against this loudmouth.

Makeup aside, he doesn't remind her of the Joker. More like the Juggernaut. Still, whatever! As he continues his verbal abuse, her hands glow brightly for a moment, and with a throwing motion a bolt of white firey psionic energy flies towards Marduk!

COMBATSYS: Kelly has joined the fight here.

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Marduk           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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Kelly            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Kelly has joined the fight here on the right meter side.

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Marduk           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |-------\-------\0            Kelly

COMBATSYS: Kelly successfully hits Marduk with Channeled Blast.

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Marduk           0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |=------\-------\0            Kelly

"The South? You some kind of redneck?"

Marduk wanted to get into more detail about hairy-ass hillbilly babes with big feet, but Kelly had plans of her own. Cassandra Cain, who Marduk had -no- idea who that was, was just slipping in silently as the Joker focuses on the cat. "I gotta say, it's pretty surprising that women are even movie fans. I am a big fan of Batman, you see, and-"

And suddenly a blast of energy surges out.

Marduk tries to slip around it, and gets -slammed- in the process. The wrestler is -stunned- on impact, gagging from the sheer force. "HOLY SHIT!" He gripes as he steadies his feet. Turning back to Kelly, the wrestler, wipes his face, the paint smearing around. "Hold on a sec, you fat-foot bitch, this faceless shit-head is pulling some real VOODOO shit!" Marduk growls, as he -surges- at Kelly. Massive hands comes around, he attempts to scoop up Kelly, and slam her back-first to the ground. If he gets that far? HE would keep his back to the Catwoman, as he would attempt to just -wrench- Kelly's knee from her socket.

"Suck up THIS BITCH!"


"Oh sure, women love comic books--I just saw the new Avengers movie, I hope Batman is in the next one!" Felicia put the sarcasm and snark on hard, testing out her balance in those black stiletto heeled boots--which were still knee high, her knees had busted through them on either side, however--ouch, there was $300 in dominatrix gear down the drain right there with the boots alone!

"Looks like you're up against a psycho-power user, funny man--hope you can still keep laughing after THIS," Felicia immediately threw herself forward in a roll, coming down with a swipe of one of her large clawed gloved hands down against Marduk's shin and achilles tendon area, raking with her claws! Ouch, that's gotta hoit--it's like that scene with the pencil in The Evil Dead!

COMBATSYS: Marduk successfully hits Kelly with Knee Breaker.

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Marduk           0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |=======\-------\0            Kelly

Kelly blinks as Marduk talks about voodoo, and before she can react, he charges her! She tries to hop backwards, but doesn't make it far enough, and is lifted up, then SLAMMED down!

She has a moment of partial panic as he grabs her leg, and even with her mask on her screech of pain can be heard as he wrenches her knee with an audible *POP!* as it comes out of joint!

Stars and color fill her vision. For a moment Kelly can't see clearly as she fights off the pain. It only lasts a moment, and as it passes, her eyes lock onto Marduk again. With a snarl of pain, she lines her leg up with Marduks face, and her foot begins to glow as she kicks at him, attempting to not only kick him in the face, but knock her knee back into it's proper position! Risky, but one that might pay off.....

COMBATSYS: Marduk barely endures Felicia's Rolling Scratch.

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Marduk           0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |=======\-------\0            Kelly

COMBATSYS: Marduk interrupts Strong Kick from Kelly with Annihilator Hammer.

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Marduk           0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |=======\======-\1            Kelly

Marduk was full thundering mode.

"Jeeze, lady, can't you stay in your god damn costume!" MArduk snarls as he finishes up on Kelly, bringing the crush on her. He was gonna keeping breaking limbs, of course, except Catwoman comes scratching in. He actually stays fast, keeping his focus on Kelly as Felicia tears into his legs with the roll. As she rips up those pants, she finds some thick, hairy shins underneath. He actually doesn't flinch, as he -takes- the clawing, to keep his focus on Kelly. "You think you bitches are gonna take down ME? THE JOKER!? Well guess what- wait... Psycho..."

And something clicks.

"HOLY SHIT I REMEMBER MY NOL BRIEFING! IT'S SHADALOO!" Marduk roars out as Kelly comes hurling in with a massive kick. Marduk takes the blow in the shoulder, turning as he counters with a skull-splitting double-handed blow straight up into the Cassandra Cain's jaw, ideally sending her flying. But Marduk would turn to Felicia, his attention now on her.

"How the shit do you know about Shadaloo and their Psycho-Ass shit?!"

"Jeez, do you have a cat at home? You must to be able to take that kind of abuse!" Felicia grins as the blood droplets fly at her tearing into Marduk's poor leg. "Not quite the metrosexual-type are you either? So much hair--and you said *I* looked hairy, g'heh~" Felicia pushed herself back and back onto her stiletto heeled feet as she recovered from the low slash against Marduk.

"This cat has been around the block, hon--kinda like her teeth are now!" she pointed at Kelly as she reeled back from the kick from Marduk, bringing her stiletto heeled foot up and around against Marduk for a roundhouse kick, using the misdirection of pointing toward Kelly to hopefully distract Marduk long enough for her foot to connect with the side of his head!

*POP!* Kellys foot connects somewhat harmlessly against Marduks shoulder, the joint being snapped back into place, but in her wince of pain and further impaired vision due to trauma, his strike connects soundly with her jaw, and she goes flying away, connecting hard with the wall not too far away and slumping down.....

As Marduk turns to confront Felicia, the distraction gives Kelly time to recover her bearings..... her leg is in ferocious pain, but working. The mask luckily saved her teeth from being damaged, but the blunt impact was enormous. Her eyes begin to glow as she pushes herself to her feet, and with an obvious limp, makes her way towards Marduk from behind.....

With him focused on Felicia, a hand begins to glow brightly, as do her eyes, as she reaches out in an attempt to lay her hand on top of Marduks head! Given a second or so.... she intends to pump psionic energy directly into his brain! While it won't kill him, or do permanent damage, it'll HURT like heck, and should give him some trouble coordinating for awhile.....

Potentially enough time for them to actually manage to take him down....

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Marduk with Medium Kick.

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Marduk           0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |==-----\-------\0            Kelly

COMBATSYS: Kelly successfully hits Marduk with Cranial Surge.

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Marduk           1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0          Felicia
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                                  |==-----\-------\0            Kelly

"Momma said cats got a virus that makes you retarded."

Marduk explains delicately, as he scowls hard at Felicia. Blood was crawling down his leg, but he was just full man right now. As she explains about she has been around the block, Marduk doesn't quite click with her wit. "Bitch, I asked you a fucking question!" Marduk snarls, as she unleashes a kick. The blow comes -hard- to Marduk's head, even as he tries to block it. But the heel -snaps- on impact, the towering brawler only growing more and more enraged, as the impact point peels the paint away. Marduk lurches in, ready to grab Felicia to -wrench- some questions out from her.

And then Kelly touches that bald head.

Marduk feels the sensation of his inside brain think getting blasted to the outside brain think. Marduk's eyes rolled back into his head, as he brings his hands to his temples. He claws at his face, the paint peeling off, as he staggers around. Falling to one knee, he breathes hard, jolting himself, trying to fix his brain think. He lifts up a finger at Felicia. "Hold on a second, bitch, I got a fucking problem now."

And all the attention is hard on Kelly.

Marduk was blinking hard, as the lumbering titan strides towards Kelly. He were shaking his head badly now. "Oh no." Marduk growls. "Oh no, oh no." Marduk thunders at Kelly, his steps coming -damn- heavy. "You just got in my head, little girl. You just got in my head, and you just SPUN my head all around. Right round like a record baby. Right round, right round." Marduk doesn't waste time. Dipping down, he attempts to scoop up Kelly by her knees. Should he get a grip? He would -slam- her on her back... and begin to sit on her chest for a mount.

"You just -SIT- RIGHT BACK"


COMBATSYS: Kelly fails to deflect Skull Crusher from Marduk with Repulsion.

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Marduk           0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0          Felicia

COMBATSYS: Kelly can no longer fight.

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Marduk           0/-------/------=|=======\-------\0          Felicia

And there is a cracking sound as Marduk smashes Kelly on her back.

Marduk sits on her abdomen neatly. And almost effortlesly, he unleashes the first punch, straight into the mask. The second. The third. A fourth. All while he rants. "You PSYCHO ASS SHITHEADS are TERRORISTS, and YOU MIGHT NOT GOT A RECORDING, CAUSE I CHECKED, YOU are about to ENJOY the MARDUK EXPRESS! You know why? YOU KNOW WHY!?"


Marduk stops his punching barrage as he grabs Kelly by the head with both hands. And there, he -starts- to -smash- the back of her head into the ground, again and again. "YOU KNOW WHY THIS HAPPENS? BECAUSE YOU FUCKING PSYCHO TYPES! SHADALOO ARE A BUNCH OF SHITHEADS! YEAH! YEAH! FUCK YOU SHADALOO!" Marduk finally stops smashing the back of Kelly's head into the ground, and dismounts. Easing upright, he immediately thrusts a finger at Felicia, his eyes burning. "Okay, enough of this fucking Joker shit. What the fuck do you know about Shadaloo. And if you don't answer you skanky ass catwoman bitch." Marduk -pounds- a hand into his fist.

"I'm gonna put you in fucking traction for -life-"

"Don't mind that, we just use it to keep your people docile and at bay, and buying us catfood, honey!" Felicia grins, showing her stripes as feline illuminati. The heel and side of her foot connected hard with Marduk's jaw, her lips drawing back in a delighted cringe. She had no mercy--this guy was going to rough them up and put them in a world of hurt unless she did first, she knew. Pre-Lee she would have felt bad about something like that, but now? Hah. Nope. Marduk didn't look like he'd miss the braincells anyway. When Marduk lurches in for the Bad Touch (tm) Felicia is quick to step back deftly--black stiletto heels clicking in tandem. She was still as nimble as she normally was on them--heck, she spent most of the time walking and balancing her gait on her toes as it was during fights that it was more or less second-nature anyway.

"I don't think the bat bimbo can take much more of that--how about you trade up?" with a speed that seemed to register to the eye more as stop-motion, like in a Tim Burton movie, Felicia would proceed to try and jump on Marduk--latching on with her knees as she started slashing at him viciously with her claws, again and again with each hand--like she was serially slapping the shit out of him! Which well, she was! but with claws!

Between the damage she's taken, and the effort of using so much power, Kelly is pretty spent.

Unfortunately, her hopes that Marduk would go down does not come to pass, and fear rises in her gut as she sees him round on her! White psionic energy forms around her hands, and she attempts to thrust them forwards, using the built-up energy to repel Marduk away from her and halt his attack, but in her condition is unable to move fast enough to do so. He gets her cleanly behind the knees before she can act, the power collected dispersing harmlessly.

A gout of blood erupts from her mouth as she impacts the ground, the red fluid leaking from the edges of the mask as she claws at him, trying to push him off. Sitting on her chest is preventing her chest from expanding, and preventing air from being able to enter her lungs!

Then the punches start. First. Second. Third. Fourth. Her vision is a haze at this point, though luckily the mask is somewhat solid-state. Enough to prevent her teeth from being knocked out. Not enough to prevent the conduction of blunt force. Her head spinning, all Kelly heads is accusations of an alignment. Somewhat weakly, she manages to say "I'm.... not Shadaloo". More than likely in his rage he doesn't hear this. The mask likely doesn't help either. Never the less, he grabs her and begins slamming the BACK of her head into the ground now.

Suffice to say, Kelly does not get up, or even move further due to unconsciousness. Whatever defense the mask provided has failed, and blood begins to leak and pool beneath her.

COMBATSYS: Marduk barely endures Felicia's Scratch Attack.

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Marduk           0/-------/-----==|=======\=------\1          Felicia


Marduk was bellowing, as the paint sweats off him. Bad tempered and focused, the wrestler was not going to take a strong independent catgirl very well. As she taunts him, Marduk actually is taken off guard, losing his step as the catgirl flings into him in a raking version. Taking the claw slaps hard, he is briefly locked in.

Before he roars.

"No BITCH slaps MARDUK!" Finally, Marduk goes for the grab, the rage consuming him as he attempts to seize the catgirl. Should he grab her, he would -hurl- her across the ring, smashing her out of bounds into another booth, as he would move the fight right amongst the audience. It was a nasty toss.

But Marduk was in full anger mode.

COMBATSYS: Felicia blocks Marduk's Strong Throw.

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Marduk           0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1          Felicia

"Too late!" Felicia yelled in retort as she pushed herself back and off Marduk, having slashed at him viciously. She was actually able to twist her spine and push with her legs hard enough to somersault back and land on her feet--albiet in a crouch, her clawed toes digging into the soles of the split open boots she was wearing as well as the ring beneath them as the man grappled with her.

"You can't catch this cat that easy!" Felicia grinned wildly, her smile and eyes tinged with just a bit of anger as she wrestled back and forth with Marduk. The only place to grab her that gave purchase would be her forearms--thus she was wrenching those back and forth, enjoying making him put on a show of struggling to hold onto her. She'd be slammed back into the ring--though her foot claws had left huge gauges in the ring beneath them for several feet, and still clung to the floor, slowing the impact. Finally she'd flip back and into the stands as Marduk might follow her, landing on both feet despite the shredded stiletto heeled boots she still wore. People ran for the hills to get away from the both of them.

She could still see Marduk was more or less okay, even despite the slapping and clawing he'd received--plus the several cheap shots she'd given him earlier while he was busy with the bat broad. Ahem. This was a little worrying, even she could get tired--and he could simply keep taking shots to the face. She needed to keep up the pain somehow. She also had to be careful--he could turn and hit her like a sledgehammer, like he'd done to Kelly.

Ducking closer, she brought up her right fist in a strong right cross--swinging with the muscles of her right arm bulging.

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Marduk with Medium Punch.

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Marduk           0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1          Felicia

Marduk wasn't slowing down.

He was a rampaging dump truck of anger right now; and the more Felicia had the audacity of 'not rolling over', the worse he was getting. On top of everything else, with his brain think all confused and his temper wild, he felt like he was touching on something important. As he tosses Felicia away, she takes the fall well. And when he comes rumbling back?

He just keeps going.

Oh, he was bleeding now. But half of the damage was purely mental. It was like stopping a rhino now; as she gives a staggering right cross, it actually gives Marduk a groan, a full grunt as Felicia feels the crack. She made the crack; she cracked a bone. But Marduk? He was turning red now, and he was -full pissed-. "YOU BOTH ARE PROBABLY SHADALOO, HUH!?" Marduk bellows, as he -slams- his arm at Felicia's breadbasket, right towards the gut. He was going to slam in, trying to crush in more momentum. He was pissed maniac now.

And he was gonna get his answers.

COMBATSYS: Felicia dodges Marduk's Gut Check.

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Marduk           0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1          Felicia

Felicia grins as Marduk his huge tree trunk-sized arm sails toward him. Marduk was huge and he could use his size and strength for speed also--like the momentum he'd just used to gap close toward her. As Marduk's fist gets closer however, Felicia slides right on alongside it--reaching in to grab the side of Marduk's cheek and chin with her white-furred five-fingered hand, the tatters of her catwoman outfit still clinging to it.

"Nice repositioning there, hot stuff--how about I show you some /other/ positions I like?" Felicia grins and suddenly she's pitching herself back--what's hard to see is beneath her, she's actually balancing herself on her white furry prehensile tail, like a kangaroo, as both her red-nailed, high heeled feet are brought up to bear on Marduk.

"I call this one, 'missionary'!" both of those stiletto heels lance at Marduk, trying to catch him in the side and the chest to throw him over!

COMBATSYS: Marduk fails to interrupt Fast Throw from Felicia with Bull Charge.

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Marduk           0/-------/-----==|=======\=====--\1          Felicia


Marduk roars hoarsely, as the last of the fatigue breaks from him. He was falling into a berserker state, a rampaging tantrum of incredible momentum as he flails around. As he tries to slam the arm in, he gets a palm on his face. A palm, a paw? He was already turning, already surging towards Felicia. He was gonna stampede right through her. "MY REPOSITIONING IS THE REAL DEAL YOU... Wait..." Marduk hesitates, at just the wrong moment.

"Hold on a shit, are you being sexy with me-"

Marduk is cut short as he is hurled -right- over, landing with a stunned collapse. He doesn't slow down, he can't slow down, as he writhes on the ground. How did she move fast? Why was it a paw? Was it a cat girl? What was happening. The hormones flood down, as he looks around, dazed. "Holy shit are you some kind of seducing shithole bitch? Are you coming on to -me-?" Marduk slowly returns to a stand.

"... What the hell are you?"

"Aww, poor ducky--don't look so bummed out, some people pay good money for this sort of thing, you know!" Felicia grins as both stiletto heeled feet click back to the floor outside of the arena, of course the click of the heels is joined by the clatter of her long red toenails as well, given that she's in hulked out catwere form, and all.

"I'm Catwoman," she said with the husky conviction of Keaton in that iconic scene and popped the joints in her back, arching it--the crowd of nerds and weebs cheered around her--her CHARISMATIC flair filling her with even more adrenaline and power. Now she hunched herself over and tilted her upper body toward Marduk, her feet balanced beneath her, ready to run or pounce.

"And dirty talk won't get you anywhere--" she was suddenly wreathed in glowing blue chi as she raced toward Marduk, running fast again--so fast most humans couldn't really catch all of it. Like playing a computer game with bad framerate--they might see her begin to run, be halfway towards him--and then suddenly nearly ontop of him--right arm pulled back to deliver a nasty uppercut!

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Marduk with ES Rolling Buckler.

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Marduk           0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0          Felicia

"What, no, I mean in real life!"

Marduk's brain think was hurting again, but that was -nothing- compared to the blue-energy'd assault that Felicia was hurling at him. The big grappler tries to catch the incoming charge. No such luck though; the whirling cat -rips- through his suit top, shredding it to the flesh underneath. Groaning, he staggers back, trying to get his center, as the crowd roars. This was bad, this real bad. Already, all those cuts were catching up to him. And he knew it.

Because now he was slowing down.

Both stunned and exhausted, the wrestler was breathing hard, his paint pouring all over his purple suit. "You are not a Catwoman, and I'm no Joker!" A round of ..... boos? Cheer boos? Not a lot of disagreement there. But Marduk thrusts a finger at the catgirl, still forcing himself into a stand as he keeps mightily running forward, despite the hairy, bloodied chest. "I wanna know how you know, and stuff, cause you know something! I just gotta think... and get you to HOLD STILL!" Marduk lurches in, drawing in a heavy breath as he attempts to seize Felicia. Should he grab her? He would -slam- her down into a pin, attempting to keep her down.

While he catches his breath.

COMBATSYS: Felicia blocks Marduk's Grounding Throw.

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Marduk           0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0          Felicia

"Are you sure you're okay over there, duckling? I think you're starting to run on basic survival instinct!" She put her hands on her hips as Marduk just went ahead and broke keyfabe. Tsk tsk tsk.

"But I /am/ a Catwoman, duh," her back straight with her hands on her hips, her white-furred tail sprang up behind her and curled into a heart-shape behind her, much to the crowd's delight.

"Well you could get cleaned up--and buy me dinner first, of course, all this catburglary has given me a craving," Felicia is wide-eyed as Marduk grabs her--and slams her down. She does however twist as she goes down--taking a lot of the impact into her shoulder, rather than her ribs. Immediately her legs swing out and wrap around him. This is how cat ladies take control of a situation, you see.

"Aww you poor thing, let me tell you everything you want to know--" she'd attempt to lace both arms around his neck, squeezing--trying to put him into a sleeper hold!

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Marduk with Combo Grapple.

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Marduk           0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0          Felicia

Marduk was getting overpowered?

The very thought of it wasn't even registering. And yet, when that well-muscled Felicia gets the drop on him, he can't even reverse it, the dainty catgirl coming in like an Amazon. Marduk was coming down to a crawl, as the girl kept flirting with him. Marduk might have liked that, except, this was not HIM being stronger than HER. To Marduk's horror, as he slams her down, she was -counter- grabbing him, at his weakest state. Those pawed limbs go around his throat.

And Marduk begins to gag.

"No... NO FUCKING... NO FUCKING WAY I GET... HURK... I GET.... I GET OUT WRESTLED.... BY A FUCKING... G-G-GIRL------ GAGH!" Marduk turns around, trying to reverse it. Should he get the angle? He would respond by grabbing Felicia, and then -explode- with a break out, with a maniac -smash- of the knee, right into Felicia's torso. Whether he breaks out or not? He wouldn't stand for long: he would finally collapse down, body bleeding and bloodied, the momentum of his rage coming to a stop.


COMBATSYS: Marduk can no longer fight.

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                                  |=======\-------\0          Felicia

COMBATSYS: Felicia dodges Marduk's Ultimate Knee.

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                                  |=======\-------\0          Felicia

Sensing that Marduk was going to try and turn and break free from her--Felicia moved with him instead of against him--pushing herself out just as he tried to knee her in the babymaker. She winds up grabbing him by the angle and foot and /ramming/ his knee instead into his jaw--wincing as she did so. With a little luck, he didn't bite his tongue too badly. Good thing paramedics were standing by.

Now another problem stood. Who the hell was going to pick up the cheque for this outfit? It was pretty much destroyed. Even Streisand couldn't fit her doughy butt into it anymore!

"Ahhh, well, the price we pay for being so damn awesome, sweet dreams there, duckling," she knelt down and was briefly on all fours as she kissed Marduk on the forehead, where he lay.

Felicia would then proceed to sign autographs and get herself some refreshments. Hopefully the Subway here could make a decent tuna sub!

COMBATSYS: Felicia has ended the fight here.


That was the cry from a rather box-headed man in glasses, dressed as the Joker as well, staring at the last of the fight from his table. He was cosplyaing decently, but he was narrowing his eyes from behind his glasses, wiping his massive forehead. "Is this seriously how they show the Joker? No class, no momentum, no Batman? It's tasteless, it's amateurish. You know I would have had the build up, gotten a Batman instead of this z-list trash, and heaven knows I would have gotten a Joker that could actually SHOW the subtle balance between comedy and crime. You know I would have done it better. I would have done it right, I would have-"

He is snidely interrupted by a rather round looking man, dressed as Harley Quinn.

"Well, maybe they could have gotten a Batgirl too, Bruce, instead of a Catwoman, and then he could have, you know..."

The box-headed man -glares- deathly at the round man.

"Oh, shut up Paul!"

Log created on 18:59:23 06/14/2018 by Marduk, and last modified on 19:28:59 06/18/2018.