Description: It's finally here! The climax of the NFG opening tournament has arrived and it sees Irish Inferno, Hawksley take on the might of The Green Goblin, Nixie. Who will secure victory in the scorching Southtown sun?
It's finally here. The day of the New Fighting Generation's Opening Tournament is about to reach its conclusion and the seats around the gazebo style stage are full of excited fight fans. The stage itself has been beautifully decorated with NFG banners and glossy posters of the two contenders for the title. Even the spectator seats seem fancier than usual, with red ribbons wrapped around their frames in the shape of bows. The crowd themselves carry banners advertising their allegiance and water bottles to ensure they keep hydrated. This is sensible, since the temperature is expected to reach thirty degrees celcius with a humidity of eighty three per cent.
Currently it's noon and the sun is hot and high in the sky. Hawksley Moore blinks up at it, his dark eyes wondering how much of an eejit he'd look if he tried fighting in sunglasses. Abandoning the idea, he settles for some sunscreen, liberally applied to his bare torso. He's not feeling nervous. This isn't due to any arrogance on his part, he's just already had two pints of Guinness chased down by shots of Jamesons. The alcohol content has given him a strange sense of calm, but not enough to stop him feeling the fire inside. He may not win this battle, but he intends to make it bloody, brutal and a hell of a lotta fun.
When the sounds of his theme song, Go! Fight! Win! by Ash kick in, he realises it's time for his entrance. Making the sign of the cross, despite not having been to mass in five years, he explodes into the open like a ball of eratic energy.
"C'mon!" he calls to the crowd, aiming to amp them up. The response is mixed. It seems the Cork County man has both his devotees and detractors.
"Fortune comes around. Here in this town it can keep you down. That life has me in a grip. I forfeit and I give it a sip" sings Tim Wheeler as Hawksley reaches the stage. Once there he takes a running jump at it, landing steadily on his sneakers before spinning around to face the crowd. Motioning upwards with his hand and then placing it to his ear, he encourages them to become louder.
"Making the sign of the cross isn't going to rid of me, I'm not a vampire." Nixie frowns as she looks up one of the posters of herself along with the sun. "Ack, who's idea was it to have the finals in the middle of the day?!" It wasn't lethal to her or anything, but it certainly wasn't pleasant either. She stops a moment and takes a sip from one of her many flasks as she tries to stay cool.
A mermaid is sitting a plastic pool in the middle of the crowd above and splashes some water down on the goblin. She can't directly intervene on the fight but she could make things a bit less awkward for her. "Let's just get this over with already." She already feels a bit miserable and the fighting hasn't even started yet as she climbs up on a stepladder to get onto the stage.
Some of the spectator's seats have been made available to other competitors (and sponsors, for that matter), so they get some of the best seats in the house.
Tamaki hasn't always bothered to show up to other matches but for the finals she made an effort. She is less sitting in the chair and more lounging in it. No banner for her - what, you thought she was going to cheer someone else? - but she does have a water bottle, which contains water, and a gourd tokkuri, which doesn't, and is so much a part of her usual look that nobody took it away from her. A new addition is the broad-brimmed hat, which is green and has a pin that looks like a leaf.
She also has a hot dog. You can't watch a match without a hot dog. It's illegal.
Taking a swig (from the water bottle, thankfully), Tamaki looks out at the match as crowd noise signifies its beginning. Nixie looks like she's flagging before the fight even starts. "What, can you not take the heat?" she calls, though it's mostly lost in the crowd.
Sat in a spot high in the bleachers for a clear view is Hawksley's most dedicated un-fan. Coco Coalbridge is clad in an airy white babydoll tank and expensive FRAME 'Le Cutoffs,' a pair of white Versace Couture mules on her feet, and wearing a pair of purple Ray-Bans that have been lowered over her eyes to shield them from the sun. It's a look that could likely be achieved on a budget of less than a hundred pounds, but has cost the purple-haired posh-apologist's parents likely more than a thousand. Slumped beside her and slurping from a cupful of spring water from her bottle is a binturong wearing a cheap green Yoda hat left over from the Star Wars event that's been converted into a set of green goblin ears.
"Booooo!" Coco calls out in her slightly high-pitched Chelsea accent, hands cupped around her mouth for extra projection, as Hawksley emerges to his blaring theme tune. "Let's go, Nix-ie!" she starts chanting, alternating with a series of claps, trying to fire up the crowd to join in. Instead, the chant is adopted by a group of European tourists spectating the match, who begin chanting, "LET'S GO, HAWK-SLEY!" and clapping to the same rhythm as Coco, quickly drowning her out.
Foiled and fuming, Coco resorts to holding up a placard that she appears to have drawn in black, purple and green marker, which reads, 'HAWKSLEY IS A SCRUFFY NERFHERDER' in large letters with a crude picture recognizable as a stick Han Solo on it, waving it fervently in hopes that he will witness her disapproval.
Weirdly, they seemed to be on good terms last time we saw them.
COMBATSYS: Nixie has started a fight here.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley has joined the fight here.
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Hawksley 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nixie
When Nixie joins him on the stage, Hawksley turns to her with a broad and beaming grin. "Alright there, Nixie? Good to see you, lass. You know, I've been compared to something little and green myself, so I have. I've had all the jokes about rainbows and pots of gold and Coco calls me Lucky, as in Charms. The cheek of the woman."
No sooner has he spoken of her, then he spots the Chelsea charmer in the crowd, waving her crude looking sign with the content intended to offend the Irishman. For some reason it causes him to laugh and not just with mild amusement. This is a full on belly laugh by the brawler.
"Jesus, the girl is obsessed. She's even gone and dressed the little fella up to try and get me going."
As he scans the rest of the crowd for familiar faces, he spots Tamaki leisurely lounging in her seat and calls out to her. "Loving the hat, Cailin." The two party lovers may not have met yet, but she's unmistakeable from her promo shots.
Hawksley makes his way across the stage, moving closer to Nixie and bending down on his knees to try and make eye contact. "I hear you like mixing drinks. I prefer to stick to whiskey myself."
Pulling out a silver hip flask from his pocket, he takes a swig and then opens his mouth to set it alight, before attempting to breathe fire at his opponent.
"Are you cheering for me or not?" Nixie looks at Tamaki a bit curious as sees the bake-danuki in the audience, it was kind of hard not to notice her. There's not a ton of darkstalkers here after all. "Yeah, it seems like get stuck mixing no matter what form I'm in." She's seemingly resigned to that fate. The fire certainly isn't helping with the heat as she tries not to get burnt too badly. She throws down an explosive trying to hide her presence.
COMBATSYS: Nixie blocks Hawksley's Hedonism.
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Hawksley 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Nixie
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Smoke Bomb.
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Hawksley 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nixie
"Absolutely not," is Tamaki's response to Nixie. "I'm cheering for nobody. Just enjoying the match."
Tamaki gives a little lazy wave toward Hawksley. "It keeps the sun off," is her response. It does do that. "And don't get your hopes up with her, she apparently only mixes coffee to drink."
She tilts her head well back, having spotted Coco some rows above. Looks like there's trouble between them, which makes her curious - Tamaki loves gossip - but now isn't quite the time -
Oh wait, yes it is. It's always the time.
"Somebody's grumpy," she says, reading the banner upside down, before raising her voice. "Dealt with a little more scruff than you wanted?" Her voice is... well, it carries, though it carries mostly to Coco; other people can hear it, but it's not nearly as loud. Must be ventriloquism, or something.
Oh, the fight's finally started. Tamaki lowers her gaze so she can keep an eye on the match. And there's the hot dog to get through, which keeps her busy for a few moments.
Minal Panesh is making full use of her sponsorship privileges and getting a great view of the fights. Just... at the beginning of the match, she preferred to stay cloaked in the crowd. Stealth mode is her operating mode at the moment -- a polo shirt and khakis, with an "NFG" promo ballcap to keep toeing the "disaffected golf-player" look as best she can. She'd blend totally in with the crowd, if it weren't for her prosthetic hands being a rather garish shade of lime green and clear acrylic today.
She opted for a chili-slathered hamburger, though, instead of a hot dog. The South Asian pugilist just isn't a fan of hot dogs, regrettably. She has a smile on her face as she takes her seat again -- not far from Tamaki's seat, really.
If she has any -particular- opinions on the fighters gathered, she doesn't seem to be expressing them at the moment. It's just fun for her to be able to watch all the others cutting up, really. Should a sponsor -really- be picking sides this soon to the draft, though, really?
Hawksley's dragon impression is thwarted by some fireworks of Nixie's own! As he seeks her out through the smoky air, the Cork man starts to cough, as he inhales some of the fumes.
Hearing Tamaki heckle his number one hater, he stifles a smirk before rising to his feet and going back on the attack!
For starters he tries to hit her with a left-handed jab, before moving into a right cross, with the intention of breaking open the goblin's guard. He'd then lean down to try and grab her shoulders, pulling her face-first into his rising knee.
COMBATSYS: Nixie dodges Hawksley's Buzzkill ES.
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Hawksley 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Nixie
Well, Nixie wasn't too surprised to hear that. She did beat Tamaki after all. Of course given her size, it can be a bit difficult to get a grip on her at times as she slips underneath him. Of course she's not above taking advantage of the situtation as she pokes at his leg with the metal straw.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Medium Strike.
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Hawksley 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Nixie
The graceful green goblin slips skillfully away from the party loving pugilist's punches. He raises his empty hands, making a show of pretending to look for where she's gone. Whilst he's busy playing the clown, she spitefully tries to stab at him with a straw. The tip of it digs into his flesh through the fabric of his jeans, causing the fiery fighter to flinch.
"Feisty little fecker ain't you?" he remarks, before making a grab for Nixie and trying to grapple her into a side headlock. If successful, he will go on to start punching her in the head repeatedley.
COMBATSYS: Nixie blocks Hawksley's Submission.
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Hawksley 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Nixie
She's not able to escape so easily this time and gets grabbed by him. She's still struggling in his arms as she tries to make it difficult for him to connect with a direct blow. Hopefully, he's too distracted with punching her to notice the magic sigil that's appeared on the floor below him. Wooden spikes start to rise out of the stage beneath with the intent of stabbing him in the legs.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley interrupts Punji Pain from Nixie with Numbskull ES.
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Hawksley 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Nixie
The wiggling woman is wonderfully wiley and Hawksley has his hands full trying to hold on to her.
His blows are brushed off by Nixie for the most part and before long, she's trying to turn the tables on him by using one of her tricks.
Perhaps it's intuition that causes the Irishman to look down at the surface of the stage, just in time to spot the sigil. As the spikes seek him out, he darts forward, making a grab at the goblin's arms and trapping her in his grip. Whilst she's unable to defend herself, he starts to smash his forehead into her face repeatedley, letting out a raucous roar as he does.
Nixie's still struggling to break free as she's overpowered by him. She winces in pain certainly not expecting to fight someone who's even more vicious than she is. It looks like she's going to have to get even dirtier if she wants to get out of this. She lifts one of her small legs up and with all the force she can generate promptly kicks him in the crotch.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Strong Kick.
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Hawksley 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Nixie
There's something in the Irishman's eyes that seems to have come alive following the assault. They appear to darken with danger as he pulls back from the pounding, only to be met with a kick that seems to be heading right for his crotch.
"Not the crown jewels, darling" he protests, angling his athletic frame so his thigh instead takes the force.
Trying to lift his attacker into his arms and then the air, Hawksley will then aim to throw her across the stage.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Nixie with Quick Throw.
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Hawksley 0/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Nixie
"Even I know that's dirty pool," Tamaki calls, having finished her hot dog. "You're only allowed to do that if it's *really* funny!"
Well, the good news was that she was no longer being grabbed. The bad news was that the goblin was hurled across the stage instead, her lightweight make sure she travels rather far. At least it gives sometime to prepare a flask as she gets back onto her feet. She promptly downs half of it and a surge of energy fills Nixie as she gets back onto her feet. She hurls the half-filled container across the stage back at him, he wouldn't be getting the same benefit if it made contact.
COMBATSYS: Nixie successfully hits Hawksley with Toxic Tonic.
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Hawksley 1/---====/=======|==-----\-------\0 Nixie
As the green goblin is flung through the air to go flying, Hawksley observes her as she falls, finding out how she will hit the floor. As she finds her feet, he fails to notice that she is already plotting how to cause him pain with her potion.
Mistaking her flask for a simple attempt to rehydrate, he is surprised by it swooping towards him. It's contents splash him in the face, causing him to cry out in fury. "Feck, feck feck" he curses, wiping the toxic substance away with the back of his arm.
He starts to stagger around the stage, seeking solace from the discomfort. Once he's at a safe distance from Nixie, he starts to look for something to send her way, without needing to get up close to the barista.
His gaze fixes on a microphone that's positioned in a perfect place to capture the conversations of the fighters. Pulling it free, he forcefuly throws it towards his toxic tormentor.
Now holding up a sign that reads 'HAWKSLEY 3-1,' Coco has continued to call out her support for Nixie throughout the match.
"Come on, Nixie!"
"Give it to him, Greenie!"
"Come on, babes! Hurt him!"
When the goblin decides to try and deliver a swift kick to the Moore family jewels, though, even Coco grimaces, sucking air through her teeth in sympathy. "Oh, that would actually be bad! Let's not get disqualified, darling! Maybe aim a little higher! Or lower, if that's easier? Yes! Kick him in the shins, babes!"
COMBATSYS: Hawksley successfully hits Nixie with Thrown Object.
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Hawksley 1/--=====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nixie
"Whose side are you on?!" Nixie sounds a bit irrated as she's struggling to stay standing. She's a bit distracted and gets smacked in the head with the flying microphone. She stumbles a bit but manages to stay on her feet, at least now for at least. She prepares another flask as she does her best to keep from her distance from him. She doesn't want him to get in close again as she lobs an explosive at him.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley blocks Nixie's Bomb Blast.
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Hawksley 1/=======/=======|=====--\-------\0 Nixie
As the microphone makes contact, a sound man scurries towards where it had been, starting to secure another one in place, whilst keeping an eye out for any more flying weapons.
Hawksley is choosing to blank the British babe bellowing from the crowd, instead keeping his eyes on the prize in front of him. As another flask heads in his direction, he throws his fists up to try and deflect it. The force of his action, launches the lid loose and he feels the explosion hit him in his centre of gravity. Falling backwards, he fights to stay on his feet, but is knocked down to his knees.
From this position he pushes his fist into the floor with a pounding punch, causing the ground to ignite around him in a ring of fire. As he rises upwards, the ring rapidly starts to spread, till it soon surrounds both fighters with flames. Edging towards his prey, Hawksley seeks to deliver a devastating lightning-fast punch to send her small frame flying through the wall of fire.
COMBATSYS: Nixie easily escapes Hawksley's Burn Baby Burn!
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Hawksley 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Nixie
Nixie's cautious the moment she sees the ring catch on fire of fire, she doesn't want to get burnt by it. The heat from the sun was bad enough as it is. Just as she suspect, he comes rushing towards right as she drops something on the ground next to her. Not wanting to be punched into the fire she dives out of the way. Though Hawksley might have another problem if he steps on the mine that she left behind for him.
COMBATSYS: Nixie successfully hits Hawksley with Mine Mayhem.
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Hawksley 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Nixie
Which is exactly what the man does. Used to his opponent's falling victim to his vicious display, Hawksley is temporarily disorientated by Nixie's fancy footwork. This is enough of a distraction to cause him to plant his foot firmly down on the mine, making his whole body tremble with the impact.
He's feeling it now. He's fatigued from the fight and his body is taking a battering from the barrage of bombs.
He won't give up though. Not whilst there's life in him.
Slipping forwards he tries to twist into a left snap elbow to put Nixie off-balance. He'll then pivot into a devastating right-handed haymaker to her stomach, intending to knock her backwards.
COMBATSYS: Nixie blocks Hawksley's Detonator.
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Hawksley 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Nixie
Of course the ring of fire makes a bit difficult to dodge as it continues to spread. Instead she takes a defensive stance though that's not enough to full block the blow to the stomach as she winces in pain. Nixie's somehow still standing but just barely. Out of desperation she grabs all the remaining flasks she has in her pockets and she bomb jumps into the air as she tosses them at the floor below.
COMBATSYS: Hawksley fails to interrupt Epic Explosives from Nixie with Shining Light.
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COMBATSYS: Hawksley can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Nixie has ended the fight here.
The dark-skinned Marine leans forward to get a better view of the match. She can't help but grin at the antics of the non-brawling NFG fighters -- but she chose to keep her yap shut so as not to skew the results of the fight.
She -totally- would if -certain- other fighters were involved. But not here in the NFG, not when -any- of the gathered fighters could prove themselves a valuable asset.
The Neo League veteran might not have been too happy about the low blow, mind. But the rest of the fight... -especially- the blazing ring of fire at the end, and the exciting finale? She's definitely impressed... Nixie's scrappy, and Hawksley gave it every -bit- of his all.
Mint takes a long draw of her beer, sitting back in her seat. And keeping a close eye on the other fighters for their reactions, grinning all the while.
The flames continue to flicker on the stage, whilst the bruised and bloody brawler looks down at Nixie with a sympathetic smile. "We've done a number on each other, haven't we lass?" he laughs. "Whatever happens, you've been fun to fight. Fair play to you."
As the green goblin flies into the air, the flasks are flung towards him, smacking into the stage floor with force.
Aiming for one last hurrah, Hawksley focuses on his fists, drawing burning chi into them to set them ablaze. Raising them high, he tries to push himself into the air and away from the flasks, with the intention of crashing down on Nixie and hitting her with a painful punch.
His broken body fails him however and instead of soaring, he slumps to the ground as the explosions hit him over and over. He's out cold before he feel their full effects.
On one hand, Tamaki is slightly vindicated, since the person she lost to *did* end up taking it.
On the other hand, she was kind of hoping, privately, that Hawksley would come out on top, even though she'd never said as much.
"Well, fair enough," she says, before taking a long swig from the tokkuri. "Well done!"
Nixie's breathingly quite deeply at this point. "Holy crap, I won?! Oh shit..." She's still surrounded by fire and doesn't have anything to put it without. The stage is quickly flooded as the mermaid that was sitting in the stands is now floating next to the goblin before she promptly picks her up and places her on her shoulder.
"It looks like you need a new outfit..." Nixie's clothes are scorched after all and she somehow turns even greener as she realizes she's exposed.
She then looks at Tamaki, "Okay, now we can get go drunk and you can teach me all your tanuki magic secrets. "After, I get changed that is."
"Ah! I'm afraid you'll have to keep dreaming," Tamaki says, brightly, before taking another swig and vanishing in a puff of smoke!
She left her hat. It drifts slowly to the chair she abandoned.
The blaze from Hawksley's ring of fire reflects in Coco's Ray-Bans as the fight reaches its crescendo. She lets out a gasp as Nixie manages to avoid Hawksley's attempt to punch her through the ring, then covers her ears as explosives rain down on Hawksley. Even the defiant Irish fighter, it seems, can't keep standing after that. Her mouth hangs open for a moment before she hurries down the bleachers, squeezing and pushing through the roaring crowd to get onto the stage as the medical staff move to treat the injured Irishman. She folds her sunglasses and tucks them into her top as she gets nearer.
"Nice one, Nixie! You really gave him what for, didn't you?"
Still, she doesn't seem to be quite as delighted by the result as one might have expected based on her earlier antics. She leans over Hawksley, her hands on her knees, as she addresses him.
"Looks like this is karma after all, Lucky. That's what you get for pushing me into the sea, obvs."
As she chides him, Captain Morgan hops off her shoulder, trying to approach Hawksley but held back by the medical staff as they tend to him.
"So, um, he's going to be okay, isn't he?" the purple-haired girl asks the nearest of the medics, concern seeping into her tone as she worries her lower lip.
"Eh, I'm sure he'll live." Nixie tries to sound reassuring but she's not really the comforting type. "Anyone who fights like that has to be tough or he would have been killed a long time ago." She's a not a complete monster after all. "I'm sure it'll hurt like hell when he wakes up though." She's wincing at the pain she's in right now after all.
Djamila doesn't see the match per se, even though she knows what is going on in different ways. She stays quiet, but a small smiles form on her face when Nixie is the winner. She doesn't hate Hawksley but she's still a little upset about her loss. Besides, Nixie deserves the win. Oh, and hell, she can tell her that. "Great Job Nixie. Very happy for you. You earned that win. Bombing all the way to first place!" She smiles.
Log created on 18:01:00 05/15/2023 by Hawksley, and last modified on 07:32:16 05/23/2023.