Description: Southtown was supposed to be a land of opportunity for a young up-and-coming fighter like Clarity. A place for her to mingle with the best of the best and strut her stuff with others like herself, earning fame and glory and all the benefits that come with it. Now she finds herself trapped in a verifiable nightmare as fairytale monsters rampage through the streets killing everyone they can see. While she's not in any position to take on the hordes all by herself, she can certainly put down a stray or two that have wandered off from the main pack! Every little bit helps, right?
A healthy, adorable little salad with fruits and nuts sitting perfectly alongside a fruit infused water and a napkin folded and sketched with a smiling dog face. And all of it captured in a picture and sent out to millions of people worldwide. Not only an attractive meal, but a healthy one for body, mind and earth. A good meal, and a better message.
The woman sitting on that chair, taking that picture, and sending that picture out to a world-wide audience, is Clarity Reece. She's a professional fighter. She's come to Southtown from Sunshine City for the sake of sating her need for competition and the need to spread her brand into new audiences across the Pacific ocean. And she's doing it, by bringing in a new "Clare-bear" with every pic and prizefight along her way.
She knew that, in some places around Southtown there had been Darkstalker attacks, but that was not going to deter Clarity Reece from what she knew was her destiny in the world. She was here because she had something to do. She knew she had something to do. She could feel it in this place. But she still had much to do. And right now, that to-do included enjoying a fine lunch and constructing a positive, empowering message so that those people who followed her world-wide travels would be inspired to take on their lives and bring the world to a better day.
Everything was going so well when Clarity's picturesque lunch is interrupted by the sounds of people screaming and glass breaking. One such person is also running -- Clarity can recognize him as the guy who brought her her salad, and he crashes into her table, knocking the adorable little meal all over floor. He scrambles to his feet, screaming a single word to the professional fighter.
A horde of bipedal wolves have made their way inside this quaint little eatery, already crashing into civilians left and right. One such bipedal wolf knocks some poor woman senseless, sending her careening towards a corner booth, smashing condiments and soft drinks in her wake. It's that same werewolf who notices Clarity and the waiter, and the latter makes eye contact with the fighter, shame flicking across his face. Then he scrambles off. He's not trying to outrun the werewolf. He's trying to outrun the peppy blonde.
The werewolf certainly doesn't seem to mind. Drool drips from his jaws, and he slowly creeps closer, eyes locked on the girl with a mindless rage in them.
Screams split the placid comfort of the cute moment. Crashing through in a panic, knocking her meal to the ground, panicked and crying for everyone to just go, to just make themselves safe, to just survive.
Clarity knocks backward at the sudden smashing of her moment. She skitters away, hands up, avoiding the spill of her meal all over her lap. "Whoa, not cool, buddy," she complains at the sudden intrusion on her space. But it's just a moment of surprise as she looks over to see just what everyone is running from.
Oh. Werewolves. That's a thing to run from. Yes.
But Clarity Reece is not going to back down to just any slobbery Darkstalker!
She gives the wolf a whistle and with a flick of her long hair, raises her phone to snap a quick pic. "Hey, you! You like what you see?" She laughs, flipping her phone around her finger and slipping it away as she drops back into a proper fighting stance.
With a wiggle of her fingers, she grins to the beast. "C'mon!"
COMBATSYS: Clarity has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf has joined the fight here.
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Clarity 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
The werewolf does like what it sees. That's some prime meat right there. As soon as she wiggles those fingers, the beast surges forward, dropping onto all fours and sprinting towards Clarity.
The werewolf's fur is black, and despite how slobbery it is, the monster's coat is pristine. The beast doesn't stay on the ground for long, leaping off the ground -- crashing onto a nearby table, and then leaping off the surface of it, all in a blur that's hard to catch.
Then one of those claws violently swipe down at the professional fighter, trying to rake her right across the shoulder violently.
COMBATSYS: Clarity blocks Mean Ol' Wolf's Fast Claw.
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Clarity 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
Now it's go time! The wolf takes its leap and slashes. Arms up, block, tap, twist, block. Cuts open up on Clarity's forearms, but she's a far tier tougher than the average girl. But she never considered herself average in any regard.
But up close in personal, Claire's more than happy for that. She whips around close in to the wolf, grinning brightly and happily, she surges forward. A sharp jab, a cross, a close in elbow. A quick combination of strikes that lash out with bursting light that comes with each blow.
The capstone of the strike series is wink and a snap of her fingers that explodes in a staccato series of light flashes as she gives the wolf its own personal fireworks show.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf blocks Clarity's Blinded by the Light.
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Clarity 0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
The werewolf's not quite a martial artist. There's no art to its instinctive cowering from Clarity's blows, its own arms coming up to brace itself for the sudden onslaught. Each blow the blonde girl gives the beast has his body sliding backwards from the impact. It lowly growls in its throat the whole time, a kind of warning growl.
The beast doesn't expect Clarity's next trick, and it stumbles backwards and lifts its arm to shield its face from it all. The fur on the beast's shoulder, back and head seem to suddenly prickle up, and the werewolf leaps backwards before falling onto all fours, staring at the fighter with baleful yellow eyes.
And then it roars, a surprisingly and impossibly loud sound that causes the rest of the glasses left intact on tables to shatter.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf successfully hits Clarity with Feral Roar.
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Clarity 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
An ear-shattering roar causes Clarity to flinch and back herself off. A world spinning in the aftereffects of the noise. Her ears ring and she has to slap the side of her head to make the whole of the cafe around her stop from twirling.
"Bad dog, no barking!" she chastises, still feeling confident, still feeling full of the energy given off by her opponent and by the world around her. The Darkstalker has some discordant vibes with the world, but that's nothing Clarity can't handle. So she laughs it off and she finds her bearing.
She skips left to right, bouncing on the balls of her feet. And when she thinks she has it, she snaps her fingers, auras of incandescence flare around her fists and with a series of combination blows, she sets forth a flurry of fireworks toward the distant wolf.
COMBATSYS: Clarity successfully hits Mean Ol' Wolf with Spectral Shot EX.
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Clarity 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\1 Mean Ol' Wolf
The werewolf snarls as Clarity speaks, and then leaps once more off the ground to try and get to her. This proves to be an awful mistake, as the beast then finds himself firework'd in mid-air. Before he is knocked backwards, another firework hits him -- and then another, sending the creature slamming into the sidewalk hard. He rolls onto all fours again, trembling with rage that this was even possible.
And then he begins to circle Clarity, letting out little growls. He moves forward quickly, lashing out with a claw -- more to try to poke at the girl's defenses rather than trying to actually hit her.
COMBATSYS: Clarity fails to counter Light Claw from Mean Ol' Wolf with Trip the Light Fantastic EX.
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Clarity 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1 Mean Ol' Wolf
Right on cue. A self-confident, bright and sparking Clarity Reece bides her time for when this charging werewolf comes up it'll be a simple matter of frying it with a deadly burst of life and light. The shine of the earth's power itself.
And she leans in toward the beast. Her hand brigtens up. But the creature is faster, smarter than it was obviously. And the cut opens hard over her exposed belly. She screeches out in pain, whirling away, back and with a wide, angry, snarling eye of determination and deathly viciousness comes over the peppy blonde.
"Bad dog," she growls, head hanging low and blond locks cascading around her face.
Spurred on after his claw rakes the blonde's midsection, the werewolf growls and pursues her as she snaps backwards. He doesn't let up, the lycanthrope, instead lashing out with one of his arms directly towards the fighter's throat -- if he manages to get those furry talon-like fingers of his around her neck he'll spin and hurl her in the direction of another table.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf successfully hits Clarity with Quick Slam.
- Power hit! -
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Clarity 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Mean Ol' Wolf
Bounced like a tow. Gripped and throw by the throat, Clarity slams hard through a cafe table, food upending, drink splashing and glass shattering against the pavement. Clarity rolls, limp and wounded, coughing up gulps of disrupted air in her gut. But she's up quickly. The werewolf is quick and talented, but so far not showing the beast he could be. This was all precise strikes, meant to pick at her.
So she would meet speed with power. With a blast of light behind her, Clarity hurtles herself like a missile toward the wolf, landing with knee strike and opening a torrent of an assault of palm strikes and close in elbows and hooks to his fluffy jowls.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf endures Clarity's Dawnbreaker.
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Clarity 0/-------/-======|=======\======-\1 Mean Ol' Wolf
When Clarity surges forward at such speed, the werewolf takes several steps backwards in shock.
Her knee drives right into the werewolf's muzzle, causing it to stagger backwards some more. Each strike connects with the beast -- one of the final hooks sending him off his feet and crashing into the ground. He stands up and his eyes shift to stare at the fighter, before he sniffs the air. And then he's suddenly rushing forward, aiming to tackle her to the ground, and if successful, he'll try to sink his teeth right into her shoulder viciously.
COMBATSYS: Clarity blocks Mean Ol' Wolf's Scent of Blood.
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Clarity 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
Close in wolf. Surging to tackle her down and rend her. But not today, wolf! She slaps her hands against the werewolf's snout and shoves back to push away from the snarling creature. She sucks on her thumb, cut from the teeth she just shoved herself away from. Waving away the pain and the pricks of blood that run off her hand.
Maybe she needs to sweep in now. She needs to be a bit smarter. She knows she has this Darkstalker thing beat. She's going to save people. She knows she is. She's going to save days and walk away the victor. Because she's Clarity Reece, damn it. And so she surges forward. Taking the air with a rolling leap and coming down with a sharp edged foot. Putting everything into placing herself as up close and personal with the werewolf as she can, once more.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf blocks Clarity's Diving Kick.
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Clarity 0/-------/-======|======-\-------\0 Mean Ol' Wolf
The werewolf surges forward to meet her. His arms come up, both, to brace himself from the attack with crossed limbs. It causes the beast to skid backwards a little, but he doesn't mind. He growls at her, his body looming over the blonde as he rises to his full height, his hunched posture straightening briefly.
It's a fear tactic, but a quick one, because the next thing the Darkstalker does is lash forward with a sudden and violent claw -- he's trying to rake the side of Clarity's face with a vicious sweeping gesture, an attack that will surely cause continuous blood loss if it connects.
COMBATSYS: Clarity counters Gouge from Mean Ol' Wolf with Flashdance EX.
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Clarity 1/------=/=======|=======\===----\1 Mean Ol' Wolf
The wolf charges, claws swinging to tear at Clarity's face. But the claw arcs through the air as Clarity is consumed in a flash of blinding light. A second flash of popping, staccato light announces the presence of Clarity as she appears behind the werewolf. A cocksure grin on her face, she looks over her shoulder to the wolf behind her.
Clarity forwards her arm and takes a forceful horse stance with a heavy, spine-cracking elbow placed firmly against the small of the whiffing wolf's back.
COMBATSYS: Mean Ol' Wolf can no longer fight.
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Confusion makes up the dots in Clarity's eyes at the flash and the fact she isn't there afterwards, and the beast stares down dumbly in the position she was in. Then he looks over his shoulder, having heard the pop, and makes eye-contact with the blonde. He growls -- but his growl is interrupted quickly by a sharp whimper.
The reason for that whimper is probably due to the elbow smash. The werewolf stumbles first, then does something far more dramatic -- he crumples, his body going slack immediately as he falls to the ground. The beast struggles to remain consciousness, but it isn't long before he's out for the count.
A sharp crack. A whimpering. Clarity puts her hands on her hips and stands triumphant. She laughs and out comes her phone for a high angle shot of herself with the down wolf behind her. "That's what you get for trying to hurt people," she says. "This is our world, not yours, and you won't be the ones to have it."
She flips her phone in her hand and begins to text out a long string of tags. She tells her followers and the world that her victory here is just one of many and that anyone can take out the evil that's popping up around the world. That anyone, even you, can prove to be a hero for their people and the planet! One threat, one baddy, one Darkstalker, at a time!
COMBATSYS: Clarity has ended the fight here.
Log created on 18:31:09 04/08/2020 by Clarity, and last modified on 15:46:45 04/14/2020.