Description: Kokan wishes to train for entertainment, and has decided to challenge Mad Gear. At a Malarky's Pizzeria in Metro City, Kokan leaps into a fray merely to be an American gunslinger, outlaw versus outlaw as he engages Abigail in hand to hand combat. Kokan pushes Abigail to the edge, using his unusual form of Ninpo philosophy combined with his highly-potent Psycho Power to spread chaos. Abigail loses his dinner, but will Kokan lose his cheese?
Kokan, aptly named by his clan tradition to be the epitome of the shinobi, is a failure in every respect at producing a highly ordered assassin to serve his brethren as a human weapon. His technique is tempered by rage, his ethics are shortsighted, and he refuses to die after being cast out. The Fujitas were the enforcers and coordinators amid the Koga-Ryu ninjas of their prefecture, organizing complex systems of legends and rivalries and signs between the conspiracies of the Chinese Dragon Priests hiding in the mountains that sought to unify Japan under one banner.
As a spy, he fails, he lacks all the proper markings to fit into the tapestry his own clan created. As a mercenary, he fails, he fights for free much of the time, or otherwise betrays his own traditions for a challenge.
But, as a survivor, he is among the highest orders, having fought his clan until taking the harsh regime of Chinese prison, rather than face death. The Triads of China will be thankful forever, for so many of his creative tricks to cause disorder among Chinese police.
Tonight, Kokan has elected on what he terms, training. Kokan wishes to test Mad Gear, having heard of them from the Triads. The Triads have a low opinion of Mad Gear, since Mad Gear relies on gang enforcers and overpowered thugs, instead of being numerous in their ventures and few in their actual soldiers of war, preferring power with money instead. Kokan wonders, can an organization that has won the respect of the criminal underworld with freaks of nature, protect each other in the theory of the original gangs of China whereupon all crime draws itself?
Can the Mad Gear Syndicate, enclose itself with patronage. Without a patron, no crime syndicate can perform the true need of a criminal endeavor: protection of membership from the outside world.
Tonight, at a pizza joint near the harbor, dockworkers mingle with gangsters and teamsters, eating pizza in a place called Malarky's. It's a humble affair in a square restaurant, a former bank, with an old vault in the back containing a great deal of gang money. Of course, the best way to protect the money, is to have the Mad Gear Gang there at all times, eating free pizza and drinking soda.
Kokan, dressed in his standard three piece black and white leisure suit, with the lowly bound ponytail, sunglasses, and Triad tattoos marking him as an assassin, steps through the door, his clean cut immediately attracting attention.
His mouth slowly curls into a smile.
Much of Mad Gear's reputation is rooted in the past and not maintained by any deliberate effort of their own these days. -These- days the gang is basically just a group of like minded thugs without any real direction or purpose other then taking care of their own and making trouble in Metro City for the mayor. This doesn't mean having them around doesn't have its perks it's just.. the money laundering and gambling and typical criminal pursuits seem so.....beneath them now. At least thats how they act and some of their 'members' have down right positively become tax paying citizens and part of society..more or less. Why, they were working security for the United Nations, of all groups, and making international news doing so, barely a year ago...
But that was then and this is now and right now, J and Two-P, colorful members of the gang, are waiting on their pizza order to come in so they can head back outside and get the hell gone from here. In fact, the new comer might have noticed an illegally parked Monster Truck dominating part of the streets and sidewalk. No matter though..
As Kokan steps in and the room goes silent, J, Two-P and other assorted gazes are tilted in his direction and the roon grows quieter.
"Greetings, fellow pilgrims," Kokan says, centering his unique philosophical form of Ninpo - Dark Zen - around the spiritual icon of the John Wayne Western. Kokan's entire method of martial arts relies upon the self-focus of his mind on self-worship, but of himself as someone else, a shape for him to temporarily take on, as if he was a chameleon whose colors only changed inside.
He steps inside as the door bangs shut behind him, loosening his tie. His hands synchronize, taking on the appearance of gunfighter hands, as he looks across the packed pizza place, looking from eye to eye to eye, his hidden gaze giving no signal that he's picking targets based on their challenge.
"This town isn't big enough for all of you, and me."
Slowly, a wave of radiating psionic nausea begins to spread out from him, space warping around him as it grows particularly poignant, bringing on the feeling of being out in a desert town, facing down a lawman. His Dark Zen shapes his natural psycho power, from the idol he's summoned as his own power word.
Then, suddenly, he jumps forward and springs over a booth, landing on a table and kicking a man in the face with his black shoe, knocking a teamster out cold, before he flips through the air and slams into the high roof of the pizza place with his hand, slamming off the surface and landing in the midst of the criminals, in a martial arts fighting position.
"Bring it on!"
COMBATSYS: Kokan has started a fight here.
Indeed, the first thug goes down, tumbling to the ground like a sack of wheat. This creates a side effect of Two-P and J toppling over, sending their pizza flying into the back of another thug who turns, spraying his drink all over those nearby and escalating the brawl violetly. The wave of nausea that ripples through the area isn't helping either but despite this, several take a dive for Kokan, one seeking to flip him off his table by tilting the table over and the other attempting to reach for him from behind. All in all a big mess. Such a big mess that nobody seems to notice the ground beginning to shake.
It's a rumble not to far off from that one infamous scene in Jurassic Park. The arrival of the T-rex. The arrival of Abigail is probably closer to that moment then most would realize at first thought.
A behemoth - the Superhuman Hot-Rodder fills up the back hallway as he emerges from one of the rear rooms, shoulders so wide the walls begin warping to deal with his presence, cracks spreading through the walls as he strides forward with all the ease of someone walking through wet tissue and not breaking apart a buildings super structure just by walking. His head scraps up against the ceiling, pushing it up higher as he looms forward and swivels his gaze from side to side to take in the chaos. Seeing the sight of the ruined pizza that would have been his pizza, causes his nostrils to flare and a gout of steam to billow forth. His physique swells, chest as wide as some men are tall bulking out huge and hulking. Someone is thrown and slams right into said chest, splayed across it like a fly against the side of a fortress and hanging there sideways, enveloped by the goliaths immensity before the thug falls forward to the ground. Abigail doesn't even move from the impact but he does speak. His voice booming loud enough to crack the windows.
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE!"
COMBATSYS: Abigail has joined the fight here.
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Kokan 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan pushes backwards off the table and shoves his upper middle back into the face of the man reaching from behind, as the table tips. He kicks up and flips off the table and inverts his position, bowling the man behind him onto his back and then rolling off him to land in a crouch, above and behind the thug. As a man with a knife rushes at Kokan, he throws him directly at a wall with a catch from his hand and an inertial pivot to lock him and then send him flying off his feet, as if Kokan was a baseball pitcher throwing an entire man across the room.
The thrown man hits Abigail, and Kokan's eyes widen behind his sunglasses at the size, rage, and the sheer pneumatic sound of the man shouting. His aura retreats momentarily in fear, his Dark Zen shaken as he flickers out of John Wayne and back to his own self-image, a brief spasm of claustrophobia shuddering across the pizza joint from Kokan's own troubled past.
There's a snap of psionic terror from Kokan as he pushes back into shape, Abigail getting the distinct sensation he's staring down a man of his size, as Kokan mirrors his own anxiety at Abigail's intimidation from Kokan's perspective. Except as two dueling pistoleros, staring each other down in the Wild West. The desert hum, the buzz of flies, and the stench of rotgut, but without any sensory input of such a thing.
Merely the sensation.
Kokan launches into the air as he charges Abigal, his right leg lashing out and his left leg tucking in as he punches out and keeps his arm up, his form precise but lacking nuance.
COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Kokan's Medium Kick.
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Kokan 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Abigail
Would it help to discover that Abigail isn't actually angry or raging yet? Just..annoyed and confused? And yet that is enough to cause most of the brawlers to freeze and give the gargantua a wide berth. The mere presence of the Bay Area Chief enough to cow the various brawls into subsiding lest he begin wading forward into them.
"You jokers owe me so much money in this joint I practically own half this place. So DON'T GO TEARING IT APART!" he chastises before finally getting a good look at Kokan and his eyes actually widening in some confusion. See, there is nobody Abigail's size, so far as he's concerned..or bigger. Not -quite- true....but..true enough so far as most knowledge is concerned. Thus the very concept of seeing someone his size is disorientating for a moment. Not even Hugo comes close to matching the giant with a distance between the two measured in hundreds of pounds.. but someohw this man has..
Wait, that's not right..
The goliath blinks a few times before leveling his full attention on Kokan just in time for the kick to come slamming into his side of his torso with a dull meaty thud that barely shakes the behemeoth who just looks at Kokan like a student examining a frog he's about to dissect. "..Th'hell?"
The sheer gall of Kokan to attack Abigail draws some looks of surprise and confusion from the onlookers as well but Abigail's reaction is swift and almost reflexive. He doesn't know this man so there's a lukewarmness to his counter assault. A huge hand lunging out to grab for Kokan's head, to briefly envelop it and then an instant later to literally flick Kokan in the head with a finger as big as the mans head. Force like a battering ram from a single finger flick. "What th'hell's wrong with you!?"
COMBATSYS: Kokan blocks Abigail's Red Leaf.
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Kokan 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan shouts in fright as the hand comes down on his head, before he's tossed across the room. His arms and legs splay, as a form of temporary defense while he rights himself, hopefully before he lands.
Kokan hits the counter of the order line and throws himself legs upwards and head down over the counter to land behind it, on all fours. He stays behind the counter for a few moments, listening to Abigail's breathing to gauge where he is.
Kokan leaps upwards onto the counter, standing at Abigail's height (almost), grinning now that he's measured out the necessary components of his duel. Abigail must be assaulted on his means of attack, before a final blow can be placed at Abigail's weakpoint. Where that is, Kokan will need to determine, from stripping the angles of ingress to the ninja's person.
"I'm here to see what Mad Gear has to offer, Pilgrim. You don't own this place, Mad Gear. This place is America."
Kokan slips his arms behind him, his black blazer sliding off and falling behind the counter.
"America is owned by the rats."
Now in his dress shirt and tie, Kokan dives forward and somersaults across the ground, before he pops upwards with a simple jump, deliberately easy to catch.
There's a brief meeting of the eyes, and should Abigail attempt to catch him, his hand swipes downwards to grab Abigail's, and then plant his foot into a table and cartwheel opposite Abigail and bring the hand twisting with his wheeling body, feet up, then down.
COMBATSYS: Kokan successfully hits Abigail with Spinning Claw Bind.
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Kokan 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Abigail
"What're you -talking- about?!" bellows Abigail, starting to thunder forward at Kokan with earth rocking steps, "You sound half-crazy! Get out of here before I lose my temper! I'm playing nice with you!"
Then Kokan attacks again. Abigail does indeed attempt to grab him and his hand finds no purchase, instead closing around air with a loud sound of his knuckles cracking and tendons tightening as a hint of jus how hard he was about to try and crush Kokan should he have caught him.
For his troubles, he earns another strike from the invader and this one causes him to take more then just marginal notice finally. His eyes hood slightly before popping open large and wide, pupils like pinpricks as he spins and sends a colossal arm whipping upwards in a blur of movement that actually rips a shockwave of force into the room, flipping tables and tossing bystanders. Meanwhile the massive arm goes hurtling for Kokan, attempting to slam into him before the other man can land and recover from his attack.
COMBATSYS: Kokan just-defends Abigail's Abi Lift!
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Kokan 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan aligns his forearms atop each other as the arm flip comes at him, and leaps into the air with his knees tucking in, springing away.
The ninja is sent flipping backwards in a blur as the massive swing collides with him, opening his arms mid-way through the roll and landing against the wall with his shoes slamming into the drywall. A huge crater is left from his impact, and he immediately presses off and rolls to his feet after handplanting on the ground.
"Come on, desperado! You're not impressing anyone here, pretending you're holding back!"
Kokan jumps into the air with his legs flicking out into a spread position and he lands in front of Abigail, ducking down and shoving his palm in a thrust forward, at Abigail's kneecap.
"Look down here, it's where you left your dignity! Right beneath your balls!"
COMBATSYS: Kokan successfully hits Abigail with Goat Palm Thrust.
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Kokan 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Abigail
Well that seems to do it.
Abigail's massive body wobbles and wavers, like a sequioa caught in the mother of all storms, but it does not crash over just yet. The colossus grits his teeth and then a sudden furious anger takes hold of him now.
"I'm tired of you psycho's trying to make a name off of me! I'll crush yoU!"
With that he shifts gears abruptly. Perhaps literally as he suddenly rumbles out, "V-v-v-vrooooom!!!" while ducking low and then spinning his tree trunk sized arm around at Kokan, backfist hurtling at the man like an incoming car.
His rotation continues, tables flying and patrons tumbling as they are caught in the wake of the giants twisting movements. His other fist comes around, this time in an upper cut that hurtles for Kokan with little force spared as the goliath begins to cease restraining himself and moves from trying to scare Kokan off to crushing him into paste.
COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Kokan with Abi Twist.
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Kokan 1/----===/=======|====---\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan yelps as he's slapped aside by the backfist, stumbling off his feet and away, turning around to face Abigail again in time to catch the uppercut.
Kokan's sunglasses fly off as he's knocked straight backwards through the wall of the pizza joint, slamming through the red brick facade outside after careening through the drywall.
Laying on the ground, he stares up at the stars, breathing heavily as his head pounds. He slowly sits up, shaking, and climbs to his feet, wobbling once. The cotton binding behind him as fallen loose, his long black hair now hanging around his head. Then, staring at Abigail through the huge hole in the wall, he slaps his hands out at his sides, wrists hanging limp before they snap straight and he makes two fists, a wave of oozing hatred coming out of him. His Psycho Power summoned, he goes running at Abigail, hefting over the hole and back inside the pizza place, swinging around with his foot blurring at a gut busting kick to the stomach, swinging around as if he was a clockwork gear.
COMBATSYS: Abigail fails to interrupt Whipping Kick from Kokan with Hungabee.
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Kokan 1/-----<</<<<<<<<|====---\-------\0 Abigail
"I said, GET--"
Well it seems he miscalculated there just a touch. He attempted to time an assault to rebound Kokan right back outside but it wasn't enough. The blow slams hugely into his stomach and Abigail actualy slides backwards several paces, his tremendous weight digging up massive groove sin teh parlor floors. His eyes bulge out slightly and he blinks, gasping, slightly winded as Kokan seems to do the impossible and actually disorientate the bruiser at long last.
Kokan steps backwards after his kick has been delivered, grinning savagely.
"Sorry, Pilgrim, it takes guts to survive in the Triads."
Kokan sidesteps with a frog-hop and then leaps at Abigail from his partial flank, attempting to plant his hand on the huge bouncer's collar.
"In Mad Gear, it looks like you are guts!"
Then, Psycho Power shooting through Kokan's hands like a baking sun over vulture-picked bones, Kokan spins to the ground, hopefully taking Abigail's shoulder socket out of commission with a spin from the side, Kokan releasing the grip after the quick chiropractor's nightmare, backing away and weaving his hands into a new defensive position.
COMBATSYS: Kokan successfully hits Abigail with Grasping Skeleton Twist.
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Kokan 1/------</<<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0 Abigail
Silent for the moment, Abigail teeters and wobbles backgrounds. THe ground shakes violently as he drops down and braces his massive form by placing one hand against the side of a wall, practically pushing the wall backwards and leaving an imprint into it. He shakes his head groggily and then rumbles with a sudden cheerful grunt, "Looks like I didn't use enough horsepower!"
With that his body suddenly turns beet red. His muscles inflate, engorging on size and sinew stretching and bulking upwards bigger and bigger. His upper torso over heating and bulking up towards proportions that dwarf his previous ones.
"It's time to go full throttle! You want it, so it's pedal to the floor!!"
COMBATSYS: Abigail VROOOOOMS!!!
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Kokan 1/------</<<<<<<<|=======\=------\1 Abigail
Kokan flips backwards with his feet trailing outwards before they tuck in, a pair of kicks meant for Abigail before they tuck in and he somersaults backwards.
Kokan lands on what's left of the jukebox machine, a wall behind him and pizza strewn all over the floor beneath him. He ducks his knees carefully, watching Abigail with care.
"So, Pilgrim? What's it going to be? Are you going to knock me out, or do I have to take a knife to the paintjob of that truck outside?"
COMBATSYS: Kokan successfully hits Abigail with Backflip Somersault.
- Power hit! -
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Kokan 1/-------/<<<<<<<|=======\==-----\1 Abigail
As the kick lands against Abigail, it's less the impact there and more the threat to his truck that riles him up. His eyes widen and he reaches up with both of his massive hands to try and slam Kokan straight down to the ground infront of him with an earth shuddering impact just to the palm slap.
"KABOOM!!!" roars the giant who then leaps, his massive figure exploding upwards through the ceiling and then back down again just over Kokan with both of his fists plummeting down at him like piledrivers intending on slamming into him with crater forming force. Followed by another blow. Then another. Then another. Each impact shaking what's left of the parlor into ruin.
COMBATSYS: Kokan blocks Abigail's Mighty Giant Flip.
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Kokan 1/---<<<</<<<<<<<|=------\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan pushes himself against the wall behind the jukebox as the huge hand comes for him, putting both his hands up and blocking, despite the fact that it drives hom downwards, hard. He rolls off the jukebox machine and to the ground, before Abigail lands atop him. He shields his face and body, some blows getting through, face bludgeoned and bloody as the beating happens.
Then, as Abigail lifts his arm for a huge punch, that Kokan leaves his face open for, Kokan finger thrusts forward, aiming just beneath Abigail's jaw. A spike of Psycho Power arcs from his fingertips, seeking to jam the image in Abigail's head of the sun behind Kokan, despite Kokan being on the ground beneath him.
COMBATSYS: Kokan successfully hits Abigail with Hateful Fury Cyclone.
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Kokan 0/-------/-<<<<<<|===----\-------\0 Abigail
Abigail staggers backwards, once more teetering and wobbling. His massive form lists like a skyscraper caught in an earthquake but he rights himself at the very last second. A huge stomp preventing him from falling earthqards despite his general feelings. This is.not going as he imagined it.
A blink and he suddenly turns and then leaps again. Both of his massive legs curl back towards him as he arcs high towards the ceiling and then drops down as if said skyscraper had finally fallen ais descending towards Kokan with full force.
The last second sees both of his legs thrust outwards in the mother of all drop kicks as Abigail roars out, "I'll make sure it's a dead heat!"
COMBATSYS: Kokan dodges Abigail's Ontario Drop.
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Kokan 0/-------/-<<<<<<|=------\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan pulls his legs back and leans onto his shoulders, before throwing himself to his feet, landing in a three point position. His face bloody and sweaty, breathing heavily and reeling from Abigail's powerful blows, he watches as Abigail comes up, then rolls forwards before Abigail can slam down onto him.
Now behind Abigail, who has just landed, Kokan swivels around with a mule kick to the back of the knee, to keel Abigail forward, before Kokan jumps up and grabs Abigail by the neck, back to back, arching up in the air in a single, hovering moment, before he aims to pull Abigail down behind him to stretch him flat on the ground and slam the back of his head into the pizzeria tile.
COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Kokan's Rebound Grapple.
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Kokan 0/-------/---====|=------\-------\0 Abigail
He's not down yet.
As Kokan avoids him, Abigail pushes back up to his feet and then spins on his heels. "This race aint done yet!"
His huge hand lunges out for Kokans oustretched legs and seeks to wrap around both of him and then if successful, literally drag the mans entier body upwards and then release him, sending him hurtling straight up out of the building through the holes Abigail has made in the ceiling and roof.
Success would see Abigail's massive hand waiting for Kokan as he descended back downward. A huge palm smash intending on sending the man hurtling away from him and back outside with the full strength of Abigail's strike propelling him on his way.
COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Kokan with Abigail Smash.
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Kokan 1/---====/=======|====---\-------\0 Abigail
Kokan is hurled into the air, flipping up in the night sky, his hair fluttering around him along with his torn shirt and his flapping slacks. He peaks briefly, facing downwards, before he goes falling back down.
The huge hand meets Kokan fully, slapping him witless, but he's not satisfied just yet.
Grabbing the hand and swinging around on it, he stares into Abigail's eyes with cold hatred as his consciousness ebbs, pulling Abigail along with his full bodyweight. He slaps both hands onto the huge pillar of meat, attempting to keep his grip long enough to transfer in the full psychotic trauma Abigail has induced, imprinted with Psycho Power and felt via a deep sense of disease throughout Abigail's person.
"Can you feel your own evil, sinner?" comes a hiss, as Kokan sinks to the ground, his palms then sliding away as he falls unconscious.
COMBATSYS: Kokan can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Abigail blocks Kokan's Crow Pain Palm.
"GET OFF!" oars Abigail, followed by a thunderous, "Rarrgggh!" as the psycho power rips into him and the feeling of his own strength, rolled back over into mental trauma, tears apart his very core.
He's already on the brink here and it's a total shock. He's fought World Warriors and won, but this was a surprise... perhaps in part due to early acts of under-estimating his opponent followed by sheer bad luck.
But it leads to him finally toppling forward to land on bended knee, One arm using the ruined pizza counter to brace his immensity to keep him from crashing out fully.
"Damn..psychopath mumbo jumbo!"
COMBATSYS: Abigail takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Abigail has ended the fight here.
Log created on 23:23:17 11/11/2018 by Kokan, and last modified on 02:43:29 11/12/2018.