Match of the Millennium

Description: As dancer Oolicia is getting tired of Zogga pitting her against her peers in his Cutie Points rating system, Jedi Knight Hollyluka Skyhawker shows up, demanding that Zogga release his prisoner. Thinking that Hollyluka is referring to Oolicia, Zogga ends up getting angry and decides to get rid of both by feeding them to his giant pet monster in the pit below both of them in this reimagined mashup of multiple iconic scenes.

[ZOG]
Once again, Professional Fighting Worldwide has decided to flaunt their budget as the premier name in martial arts entertainment with an incredibly elaborate fighting stage - this time, in celebration of what has started to become what some might call an excellent collaborative annual tradition and others might call a vulturous recycling of a gimmick dependent upon nostalgia for a decaying franchise: May the Fourth Be With You.

For those who are actually fans of both the Star Wars universe and fighting, though, the re-creation of the iconic palace of Jabba the Hutt is rather marvelous. One might wonder why Professional Fighting Worldwide and the owners of the Star Wars franchise don't open a theme park that fans can visit all year long using the full-sized sets featured in themed May SNF battles over the years.

The answer, of course, is that they have. This unveiling of the new Jabba's Palace locale for the Star Wars Galaxy tourist attraction in Utah is as much a ploy to sell season tickets as it is to present a novelty match for international broadcast. Fans have been challenged to wear their most authentic outfits to compete for free up-close-and-personal viewing of the action as a scheme to avoid having to hire a lot of extras and costume artists to populate the venue, leading to the crime lord's domicile being filled with surprisingly well-reenacted underworld denizens.

Nobody has quite been able to explain this to Zog. Nor has anyone had the temerity to explain to him that he's actually playing the part of a bloated, lecherous space slug.

Which makes it kind of amazing how well he's doing at it.

Clothed in only a red loincloth, he's draped his prodigious girth across a massive slab toward the central back end of the chamber, lazing on one elbow while surrounded by beautiful ladies from various species of Star Wars aliens. Zog, not realising that they're all cosplayers, is having the time of his life, finally feeling like he's found his place.

"Alright! Now, for the most important part of the Cutie Points Contest. The booty-shakin' competition!"

One might think that the obvious garbling of Zog's dialogue on the broadcast is an attempt to make him seem more authentically reminiscent of a certain Huttese crime boss. In reality, it's so that they can edit everything he says live.

<< Zogga the Gut: Okee-dokee. Now, it's time for the most important part of the Cutie Point Contest. The traditional dance competition! >>

Many of the competitors, already exhausted by the rigorous demands of the 'Cutie Points Contest,' groan with dismay. At least one lets out a cheer.

Zog points a massive, meaty finger toward a certain catgirl.

<< Zogga the Gut: Now, you first! The pretty kitty! >>

The ogre's actual adjective employed isn't 'pretty', but it does rhyme with it, at least.

[FELICIA]
It always catches up to you. You realize lady luck is some kinda burnt-out lookin' wafflehouse waitress, and you're fresh out of cash--right now Felicia was getting a bit of the overdone steak in that regard, with regards to this job--turns out they really needed someone for this gig and who was she to turn down that kinda money?

So yeah, Slave Leia catgirl is a-go. It doesn't help her fur pattern actually works really well with the costume jewelry and long loin-skirt thing the actual costume head going on--plus her hair. The absence of twi'lek dancers however means that she is one of the ones up there probably being expected to put on a show--but that wasn't in her contract...

Neither is getting called /that/ by the jolly green giant over there, who has just aggro'd the cat with his choice of commands. It's been a while since Felicia worked in actual dance clubs, so she wasn't quite used to that kind of language. She raises a brow and rises up from the sort of lounging pose she'd been hanging out in and brings a big furred hand up, the claws on each one springing out one by one as she uncurls the fingers, the gesture thick with cartoon menace.

"If you wanted to go big guy, you just had to say so," Felicia springs up, ready to throw down--not at all bothered by the costume, either. To be fair, it's far from the most ridiculous thing she's had to wear to an SNF.

[HOLLYELLA]
Hollyella Hawklight (Or should that be Hollyluka Skyhawker?) is confused. She was approached to fight in something called Saturday Night Fight, showing off her skill and flair with a sword, but now they've given her an inferior weapon to fight with. She stares at the green lightsabre suspiciously. Why is it glowing like that? It doesn't even produce fire when she uses it. No, she won't be wielding this thing. She will stick with the Sword of Ignarok. That is much more her style.

Speaking of style, the organisers have also suggested she wear some strange clothing. As such, she's currently dressed in a fitted black jumpsuit with a wide black leather belt around her waist and black leather boots. They've also given her a wig to wear which is kinda shortish, flicky and light brown. It's no way as hot as her long flame red tresses. As such, she decides to leave it in her dressing room.

Stepping on to the set for her match, Hollyluka looks around with a green-eyed gaze. The script said she's going to be playing the part of hero, here to rescue another woman from a villainous brute. As an avid adventurer, Hollyluka has certainly had some experience with those.

She spots Felicia dressed like a dancer. This must be the damsel in distress. Whoever is keeping her captive is surely of considerable wealth, given the elaborate palace they possess. As she walks towards the other woman, she sees others who seem to be sharing a similar fate. Is she supposed to rescue all of them? The fiery fighter's feeling of confusion increases.

"Stop this booty shaking!" The sexy swordswoman commands, marching over to where Zog sits surrounded by his harem. There's already a glare on her face but when she sees who is at the centre of the chaotic scene, Hollyluka groans. "Ogre! I should have known you'd be involved in this. Stop this tyranny at once and let these dancers go."

She gestures to the assortment of females to flee the scene and thrusts her sword in Zog's direction.

[ZOG]
The defiance on display from the catgirl might be in the script, but Zog hasn't read the script. In fact, he couldn't read the script if he tried. As she flexes her claws, his eyes go wide, and he sits up straight.

"Hey! Who's da boss around here? It's me!" He jabs two big thumbs toward himself indicatively. "Zog the Hamm -- I mean, Zogga the Gut!" He does at least remember that getting paid for this gig means calling himself that till it's done. "And if you don't dance for me, kitty cat, then --"

'Stop this booty-shaking!'

The other girls, many of whom had decided to go along with the contest for fun, stop what they're doing as all eyes turn on Hollyella.

Especially the beady eyes of Zogga the Gut. Anger, shock, and awe flash across his features.

"Whuh - hey! It's you! What're you doin' here, redhead?!"

Zog towers up to his feet, accidentally bonking his head on a light fixture some ten feet above the floor.

"Ow! Anyway, now that you're here..." The ogre's prodigious mouth stretches into a greedy grin. "You can join the booty-shakin' contest!"

There's a single substitution in the subtitles.

<< Zogga: You can join her in the rancor pit! >>

And that's when the ground suddenly gives way beneath both the redhead and the catgirl dancer, dropping them into the cavernous, bone-filled pit below!

Zog's jaw drops, then he shakes his fist at the ceiling angrily. "Hey! They were supposed to be shakin' their butts up on my throne first! What gives?!"

<< Zogga: Release the rancooooooooooorrrrr!!! >>

[ABIGAIL]
So - the timing is a bit off. Barely has the floor dropped out from under them does one of the interns panic, probably unsure on if Zog is about to start tearing the place apart as he stands up in rage, and a switch is hit before the two ladies even have an opportuity to truly tumble into the pit and get their bearings.

The ground shakes. Plumes of dust billow up from between the cracks and crevices of cavernous pit. A heavy groaning sound of metal being stressed and gears turning begins to fill the air as the massive metallic gate is hauled upwards in agaonizingly slow speeds...rumbling and shaking the pit, if not the entire stage with its movements.

..Except...it soon becomes clear that the mere movements of the gate is not the ultiamte source of the rumbling and shaking. Heavy, meaty, *BOOMS* rumble and vibrates from the shadows, drawing closer and closer as the gate cranks higher and higher. A monstrous shadow lurks in the furthest depths of the cave - a huge hulking shape that seems to rear up larger and larger, impossibly so, filling up the spaces being revealed by the widening entrance.

And then:

"VROOOOOOM!!!"

A very un-Rancor like roar fills the area as the deep gravelly voice of one Abigailcor.

As far as Rancor's go - well - the makeup and costume job could be better. He's more of a bodybuilder-Rancor-Mechanic. Most of his body exposed save for well placed loincloth and tattered garments and massive chains -- but there's at least an enormous animatronic Rancor head sitting across shouldes boader then many hallways. As Abessa stomps forward, lifting enormous arms up into a gigantic flex that bulges up biceps the size of small boulders, The Rancor's mouth opens wide and loud, giving a brief shadowy glimpse of the mechanics big grinning teeth in the deep depths of the head.

And then mouth slams shut and eye flaps close. The immense brute staggers, arms flailing now. "Whauugggh--what? I can't see! What're you idiots doing!?"

In an alcove, Two-P the Rancor Keeper and Axl the Gammorean Guard strugle with the high tech looking controls meant to give the Rancor head that look of authenticity.

"Sorry chief!"

COMBATSYS: Abigail has started a fight here.

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Abigail          0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Hollyella has joined the fight here.

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Abigail          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0        Hollyella

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

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Hollyella        0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/-------|

[FELICIA]
Felicia seems to be well in agreement with what Hollyella has said so far--Felicia was aware of the script, as well, though Zog was sort of the wildcard here, and script or not, no one's calling her stuff like that without getting the claws to come out~ she wouldn't be a cat otherwise--or well, Catwoman.

And then the floor they're on just gives way--and Felicia and the other woman are dropped right down into the pit beneath them. Felicia feels really bad--actually, she would have tried to catch the other lady if she had the chance to--if there was anything to grab onto... as it stand she winds up landing on her ass, ouch--and into a roll and coming to stop in a heap of 'bones', dragging herself to her feet and shaking the debris off her.

"Are you okay?" she asks, looking for the other woman and shaking bits of bones and other things out of her mane of blue hair. And then she hears the huge, Jurassic Park-esque T-rex thundering of what had to be footsteps...? and then... car noises? Uh oh.

The incoming roar from the Abicor blows Felicia's hair and tail and costume back, leaving her blinking as she refocuses her eyes and pushes her hair out of her face.

The Catwoman seems a little dazed by that, blinking as she looks up and over at Hollyella, like 'did we just see that?' and yes, yes they did.

[HOLLYELLA]
Down they go, where they stop, nobody knows! Let alone Hollyluka. Dazed, disorientated and dusty, the shaken swordswoman starts to wonder what the strange sounds are coming from below.

When she and Felicia finally land, they seem to be in some sort of cave. She's slept in a few caves in her time, they can provide good shelter when travelling towards or away from an adventure. This one is far from cosy though, not with that monstrous metal thing on the far side.

"I will be fine but what is that?" She responds to Felicia. "It unsettles me."

She's about to get a great deal more unsettled though as the sound of "VROOOOOOM!!!" enters the scene. Where has she heard that voice before? Hollyluka stares hard at Abessa, taking it all in, the outfit, the makeup, the sheer size of him. Then it comes to her, this is another one of those sponsors from season one of the New Fighting Generation.

"Frost." She announces to whoever is listening. "I see they have given you a stupid costume to wear too."

[ABIGAIL]
"Frost. Now that's a name I haven't heard in a long time.." rumbles the deep voice of the giant as he briefly pauses in his antics, channeling the spirit of an old retired Jedi in that moment.

But it's only a moment as he then thunders, "No, not Frost! It's Abessa the Rancor! Aint you stickin' to script?!" He continues fumbling with the head piece as the giant oversized mouth opens and shuts and the eye flips drop open and then fly open and then shut again and refuse to open again. Sparks start flying from the makeshift control panel being manipulated by Two-P and Axl and finally, finally, Abessa just roars, "T'hell with it! I'm mad now!"

He reaches both hans up for either side of the extremely expensive, overly complicated, Hollywood level prop, seizes it with both hands, and begins pulling. His body starts swelling in size, reddening in hue, steam beginning to boil off of it as if a head gasket was blowing and the temperature guage was getting ready to burst. A rumbling, "VROOOOOOOM!!" roars from the beheomth until he completely rips the gigantic Rancor head in half, pulling it from his head and shoulders in a display of brute strength and revealing his bearded, death-metal makeup, teeth bared, junkyard dog of a visage beneath.

Some might have preferred the Rancor mask...

"Let's get this pod-race goin'!"

COMBATSYS: Abigail VROOOOOMS!!!

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Hollyella        0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/---====|

[HOLLYELLA]
So Abigail is Abessa and Hollyella is Hollyluka. "Did they give you a false name, feline woman?" Hollyluka wonders of Felicia.

"As this giant says, we must stick to the script and play the parts we have been given."

She sounds like she's trying to convince herself as much as anyone else.

"Mad like mad gear?" The redhead teases Abessa, though strangely her face stays serious.

It only grows more so when Abigail amps it up a notch. "This man machine is very strong." She comments to Felicia. "I understand now why they wanted us to work together against him. Allow me to make the first attack!"

She places both hands firmly on her fiery sword and starts to move towards him, just in time to see the destruction of the mask. "I fear you not noisy male! I am quite used to being around ogres!"

Setting her sword ablaze, Hollyluka throws it in a spinning motion toward Abigail, creating a spinning wheel of fire around it.

Whether she manages to hit him with it or not, it will boomerang right back to her afterwards!

[FELICIA]
"Felicia... first time?" the catwoman responds to Holly, nodding to her name, and taking note of the environment. No, this isn't Felicia's first time winding up in a cave or a basement in their time in SNFs, best not to ask. Felicia does give the other woman a once over to see if she's hurt at all from that--and is glad to find that she's not. Felicia has a healing factor, regular people do not. This is something she's always consciously aware of.

"Oh yeah," Felicia looks down at the slave girl outfit. "It's uh... a thing, not what I would have chosen, but eh--they don't make armor in my sizes, typically," the catwoman is however more distracted then by the appearance of 'Abessa', so to speak--jumping back with her tail standing straight up in alarm as they VROOM onto the scene.

Seeing as the overfriendly fomorian was doing some psyching himself up, Felicia likely knew they were in for a bit of hurt here. Noticing all the 'bones' and junk on the ground however gave her an idea, as she dropped herself down on one arm and caught the floor with one of her big white furred bare feet--her claws naturally curling outward as she gave a /huge/ sweeping kick, sending a flurry of dust and debris flying towards Abessa the Rancor--this luckily keeps Hollyuka there clear of the huge wave of stuff Felicia has just sent downrange.

COMBATSYS: Hollyella successfully hits Abigail with Crimson Wheel.
- Power hit! -

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Hollyella        0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/=======|

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Abigail with Sand Splash.
- Power hit! -

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Hollyella        0/-------/------=|==-----\-------\0          Felicia
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Abigail          1/-------/=======|

[ABIGAIL]
A shout of dismay comes from Two-P as the pieces of Abessa's ruined Rancor mask comes hurtling towards him and Axl. They both duck out of th eway just as the bulk of the busted animatronic crashes onto control panels, causing a burst of fire to go exploding upwards and firing off sparks and yet more shrapnel in every direction.

Abigail claps his enormous hands together and grins. "Alright! Now we can--"

The sparking burst of flame comes wheeling in towards him, cutting his words off as the blast explodes into his immense torso and sends fire scorching violently across the expanse of his body.

The ground trembles as he staggers, regaining his balance at the last second only for his form to become obscured by a sudden rushing wall of dust and stone and goes billowing into him and raging across the scorched expanse of his towering chest.

"OW!"

It's a pretty straight forward response though in case it wasn't clear he adds a resounding, "That hurt!"

The rolling cloud of dust suddenly parts and Abigail's immense body is lunging through it like a semi truck emerging from a fog bank.

His bared feet twist, digging grooves into the ground as he turns and then spins his massive body around coming in like a top and leading with his left shoulder.

"KABOOM!" he roars as his body twists and attempts to swing that tree sized limb up and around in a wide back swing for Felicia!

And hit or miss, his momentum carries him forward - turning about with a wild twisting movement that brings his other arm around to follow up his initial attack with a huge upper cut from his other arm. Both blows sure to lift the Cat-Girl...uh..slave-dancer...off of her feet!

COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Felicia with Abi Twist.

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Hollyella        0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1          Felicia
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Abigail          1/-----==/=======|

[HOLLYELLA]
"It is my first time in one of these Saturday Night Fights." Hollyluka tells Felicia. "It is not my first time fighting though. I have been doing that since I was a very young girl. Many years now." Given that the redhead only looks around twenty she must have started her sword swinging pretty early.

Perhaps this explains why she's so successful at striking their opponent. When Felicia manages to hit him too, Hollyluka smiles for the first time since she found herself in this situation. "Excellent kick." She praises her ally. "I am happy to have you on my team."

Turning back to Abigail, she gives him a steely stare. "I am glad that it hurt. That was the intention." The words aren't spoken with any malice. She's simply stating a fact.

Despite her defiance, it's Felicia who becomes the target of their foe. As Abigail charges in her direction, Hollyella calls out to her. "Look out! He is seeking his revenge!"

She follows her words by rushing forwards, spinning rapidly toward Abigail with her great sword extended. As she moves, a swirling vortex of flames appears around her.

She keeps spinning right past him, striking out with a series of slashes as she retreats to the opposite side of the cave, leaving a path of embers in her wake.

COMBATSYS: Hollyella blitzes into action and acts again!

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Hollyella        0/-------/-------|=======\===----\1          Felicia
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Abigail          1/-----==/=======|

[FELICIA]
"Little cat sand in ya life!" Felicia grins. It's not quite like what happens when a cat kicks sand out of their box--for instance this includes a lot of bits of the bone props and a huge force of wind behind it--but she doesn't resist the joke forever. It's at least easier to clean up after a cat kicks all the sand out of their box, anyway.

Felicia meanwhile sees Abicor/Abeesa step forward her, but doesn't quite /know/ what happens next, she's just flying upwards through the air and flies out of the pit--managing to half-way lodge into the ceiling of the building above it, before finall dislodging and falling all the way back down to land in a pile of debris on the pit floor with a WHUMP. Ow.

"Ooh--yeah, got 'em... right where I wan't em!" Felicia staggers, obviously not okay, though their bravado IS, nearly falling over as they attempt to cross the gap towards Abeesa and trying to deliver a haymaker to Abi's lower body--which is probably about what they can reach due to the size difference. It probably looks like a kitten trying to attack it's adult owner--though she manages to make a mauling out of it, or attempts to!

COMBATSYS: Hollyella successfully hits Abigail with Flaming Whirlwind.

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Hollyella        0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1          Felicia
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Abigail          1/---====/=======|

COMBATSYS: Abigail endures Hollyella's Burning Egress.

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Hollyella        0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1          Felicia
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Abigail          1/=======/=======|

COMBATSYS: Abigail just-defends Felicia's Aggressive Strike!

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Hollyella        0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1          Felicia
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Abigail          1/=======/=======|

[ABIGAIL]
"Oops. I guess I kinda ...over did it there.."

Abessa ...Abigail...tilts his head up and shields his eyes, watching as Felicia continues sailing upwards only to slam violently into the ceiling of the very expensive set that is...clearly not sturdy enough to actually handle the force the bruiser can put out if so inclined. An ogre lounging around and having fun as he's entertained - sure! A semi truck with arms and legs wildly swinging and hurtling foes around? Eeeeeh--

Speaking of an ogre, Abigail finally sees Zog and his eyes widen a bit. Now Abigail -rarely- encounters individuals who can claim to out size even him. He's within the top five percent of the biggest fighters alive...and not near the bottom at that. So it is a highly unuusal feeling to be outclassed by several hundreds of pounds and at least a foot and a half of height.

But unusual feeling is not intmidation nor does he feel any sort of complex about not being the biggest guy in the room. Instead - he just complains.

"What th....I thought that was onna them Big-A-Tronics I heard about! He's -alive-? Why'd -I- have to be the Rancor?! Who arranged this match!?"

By now, Felicia is back down and springing forward and for all his distraction, Abigail's eyes snap back to the fight infront of him. Fire wheels out as Hollly-Luke comes dashing in. He reaches a massive hand out for a grasp and then failing that attempts to re position himself but is unable to do so. With blistering speed the flame sword arcs in once and then again and then multiple other times, cross crossing him as she passes back and sends scores of welts and marks rippling across his gigantic body. This time he doesn't cry out but he does grit his teeth in pain and fury - only to then have Felicia's attack go slamming into his torso with an audible *BOOOM*

His body quakes, the room trembles, and Abigail blinks.

"Hrnngh! Stay here, kitty cat...." he rumbles, using a huge hand to reach down and try and shove Felicia aside and out the way as he pivots.

"I'll get back t'you in a second!"

Abigail lifts his massive arms over his head and braces. The ground trembles from the building pressure as he thunders, "Where you goin', girl? You think you can out run a monster truck? VROOOOOOM!!"

He suddenly goes dashing forward, lowering his body as he does, kicking up dust and a shockwave in his wake as he seeks to chase the rereating Holly down and go crashing right into her!

COMBATSYS: Abigail knocks away Hollyella with Metro City Crash.

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Hollyella        1/---====/=======|=======\======-\1          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/-======|

[HOLLYELLA]
Hollyluka sees Felicia go flying into the air and winces on the other woman's behalf. Abigail isn't just fond of trucks, it seems as though he hits like one too!

The readhead looks up to where the catgirl has landed and then witnesses her descent, not near enough to try and aid her before she smacks into the cave floor.

Felicia is still fighting on though, going back after Abigail who's already suffering from the attacks made by the swordswoman.

Apparently the giant is feeling fine enough to stop and inspect Hollyella's nemesis though. She puts her hand on her hip, waiting for him to continue the combat and expecting that he will come for her next.

Which is exactly what he does and perhaps Hollyluka should have been careful what she wished for!

She fixes her green-eyed gaze on him as he dashes towards her, preparing her body to leap out of the perilous path. As she lurches to the left, she suddenly loses her balance and instead of getting away from Abigail, she falls forwards, crashing into him before being knocked backwards on to her behind by the immense impact.

Hollyluka can feel her whole body trembling and she has to fight to keep a tight grip on her great sword. As she rises she at first seems unsteady but she's still determined to attack him as fast as she can whilst she's at a close enough distance. Thrusting out her weapon, the ruby embedded in its handle glows as flame flickers around it, seeking to scorch and strike Abigail's flesh.

[FELICIA]
Felicia is still in a dazed state and her claws aren't apparently getting through the costume of which Abi is wearing--this is a problem. It had been a while since she had to fight another darkstalkers, or someone with the strength and threat level of one--so admittedly she wasn't as used to using her claws like this again, at least at first. Shaking her head, especially after she's shaken or pushed away from the Abi-rancor, she realized she has to get her head together in this, or this isn't going to go well for both of them--especially when Abi hit as hard as he did.

The catwoman has to literally step back and get some breathing room, winding up with a daring shot of her almost on all fours as she shook her mane of hair out and her white tail lashed back behind her, feeling some of that primal energy again it would fear, back arched and fur bristling like a cat when they're alarmed or quite unamused. In this case it was more getting herself psyched up and ready to make a move when Abeesa there /did/ come back around for her.

"C'mon--just gotta find the eye of the tiger--" somewhere perhaps, the survivor track begins playing. Or maybe just in her head.

COMBATSYS: Felicia focuses on her next action.

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Hollyella        1/---====/=======|=======\======-\1          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/-======|

COMBATSYS: Hollyella successfully hits Abigail with Quick Strike.

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Hollyella        1/--=====/=======|=======\======-\1          Felicia
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Abigail          0/-------/=======|

[ABIGAIL]
That's no costume she glanced her claws off of. He's just -that- tough! She'd be forgiven for thinking otherwise though. It's a good makeup job but really you didn't have to do all that much to make Abigail's body look Rancor-adjacent. He's not exactly known for his svelte physique or gentle curves.

However, the unfortunante side effect of Felicia holding herself back is that Abigail's attention is no longer divided and Holly is now forced to take on the full brunt of his boiling rage - tempered though it is by the bemusement of the entire enterprise and exercise.

He's 'mad-happy' so to speak. A Mad Gear, perhaps!

Taking yet another blistering attack from her...doesn't help with his anger management or overheating engine. Fire races across his body along with the stirke of her blade and for all the brutes immensity and destructive power and toughness - he's -not- invulnerable and has limits. Limits that are starting to show.

He staggers as she slips past him and rakes her sword across him. The ground shakes and his feet go crushing into the surface of the arena as he regains his balance and braces himself. A large Abigail sized footprint now left in his wake from the pressure of his movements.

"Whooolgh!" he rumbles, unintelligibly perhaps, though it's meaning is liekly clear.

But then, a tree trunk of an arm goes lunging out as he grasps for HolllyLuke - seeking to snag hold of some part of her costume as she goes trailing past him while remaining rooted to the ground.

"Where you goin"! It's time for the Big Smash!!!"

If he gets her,...she'll find herself yanked back by a mere two fingers of the behemoth who then flicks his wrist - the gesture enough to send her into the air as he bellows, "ALLEY-OOP!"

The casual toss would see her seeing the arena from a height not unlike Felicia's ais other arm would swing around waiting for her to come back down. He looks in Felicia's direction, that big grin back on his face as he tries to slam his hand into Holly and send her across the arena directly towards the cat girl:

"ABIGAIL-SMAAAAASSH!"

COMBATSYS: Hollyella blocks Abigail's Abigail Smash.

[                    \\\\\\\\\\  < >  ////////////////////          ]
Hollyella        2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\======-\1          Felicia
[                \\\\\\\\\\\\\\  <
Abigail          1/------=/=======|

[HOLLYELLA]
Hollyella can tell that Felicia is in need of a breather, so when Abigail focuses his attention purely on her, she doesn't mind. Not that the redhead isn't reeling herself. Her body is still throbbing from her collision with the colossal giant.

Despite this pain though, she's not one to back down from a fight and it's with a fierce expression that the fire sword wielding warrior looks towards Abigail. It's satisfying to see that she's caused him to stagger but he's soon steady again and back on the attack!

When Abigail makes his grab for her, Hollyluka gets caught in his grip. She struggles to break free and once again ends up falling on her backside, but it's better than being launched across the cave to crash into the catgirl!

The swordswoman gets back up, using her weapon as support before lifting it high above her head. As she holds it in place, it starts to gather fiery energy. Once it's reaches its full power, she plunges it back down into the ground with incredible force.

Molten rock and flames begin to erupt from the ground beneath Abigail, threatening to smash and burn him before blasting him away with the force. Unless he can find a way to fend it off!

[FELICIA]
Abigail it would appear is indeed getting some of that pain headed his way. Felicia would feel bad about this, normally, especially given it's a 2v1, but it's for an Event--and Abeesa there /did/ hit like a star destroyer.

"Okay, lets do this--" after drawing in a deep breath with a bit of a cat-like yowl along with it, Felicia rolls into a prismatic chi-glowing wrecking ball--sailing right for Abigail's legs as the glowing rocks and flames begin to spread up from beneath him! Should Felicia connect with her target, she whips out a flurry of quick punches and kicks to the giant man's lower body, before trying to end with a jumping uppercut strike right up his chest and trying to clock him on the chin!

...Unless she just bounces off, or misses entirely. She's been known to cat-derp in that manner before.

COMBATSYS: Hollyella successfully hits Abigail with Volcanic Eruption.
- Power hit! -

[                    \\\\\\\\\\  < >  ////////////////////          ]
Hollyella        0/-------/---<<<<|==-----\-------\0          Felicia
[                     \\\\\\\\\  <
Abigail          1/---====/=======|

COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Abigail with Dancing Flash.
- Power hit! -

[                    \\\\\\\\\\  < >  //////////////////////        ]
Hollyella        0/-------/---<<<<|==-----\-------\0          Felicia
[                         \\\\\  <
Abigail          1/-======/=======|

[ABIGAIL]
Even the Mad Gear Titan (not to be confused with the Mad Titan) can be pressed to the point of being put on his back foot and as the arena explodes around him and the landscape warps and erupts with fire and molten fury, Abigail is pushed and pushed some more and pushed some more. HIs flesh, already reddened from the burning passion of his engine!<tm> is further scorched and wracked by the assault and attempts to guard his form and steel his body fail against HollyLuke's use of the Force --- The Force of FIre that is!

But he still stands. His body is smouldering and smoking as he's driven back, kicking up a huge groove in the arena floor...but he's not down yet.

"Bwaaaaahhh!! I"ve handled overheated engines hotter then th--"

Felicia's assault catches him mid boast as his body slides right into her attack and he turns only to have her flury of punches, kicks and claws go raking across his form and pounding into his flesh with a burst of colors and a loud rumble of the sound of her strikes wailing against his flesh.

"Bwaaugh!!!"

As her strikes nears its end, he lunges a massive arm out and then slams his palm towards her, trying to crush and flatten her to the arena floor and then yank her upwards into the air in a throw that'll leave her airborn right infront of him should the attack hit.

"My engine may be sputterin' out! But I got one last turbo boost for ya!"

Abigail's fists then come in, raining towards Felicia in a series of rolling punches, attempting to use her body as a literal punching bag as his boulder like fists come thundering in.

"ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA!"

Hit or miss, however, this seems to be it as he slumps forward after the last swing attempt, collapsing towards his knees and then to the ground like a sliding hill.

COMBATSYS: Abigail can no longer fight.

[                    \\\\\\\\\\  < >  //////////////////////        ]
Hollyella        0/-------/---<<<<|======-\-------\0          Felicia

[HOLLYELLA]
Hearing Felicia yowling and then seeing her curling up into a ball is a strange and cat-like combination for sure! Hollyella finds herself staring at the feline female as she rolls at speed towards Abigail.

The timing between the two women couldn't be better. Whilst Hollyella turns up the heat, Felicia proves a fabulous and dangerous distraction.

As Abigail sizzles and scorches, a satisfied smile appears on the swordswoman's face. When her match partner puts the final nail in the coffin of his chances of winning this match, she actually starts to jump up and down in celebration.

Hollyluka might be getting a little ahead of herself though. Sure, Abigail's knockout means they've won but there's still a chance he will take one of them with him. Holding her blazing blade in both hands, the red-haired beauty braces herself for any retaliation. It seems though that Felicia is going to be the focus of his final play.

"Look out!" Hollyluka hollers in warning.

COMBATSYS: Hollyella takes no action.

[                    \\\\\\\\\\  < >  //////////////////////        ]
Hollyella        0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0          Felicia

COMBATSYS: Hollyella has left the fight here.

                                  >  //////////////////////        ]
                                  |======-\-------\0          Felicia

COMBATSYS: Felicia blocks Abigail's Abigail Special.

                                  >  ///////////////               ]
                                  |=======\====---\1          Felicia

[FELICIA]
Felicia yeeks audibly as the giant reaches down and plucks her off the floor--grabbing her right off it and hurling her into the air!

"Not agaiiiiin!" she can be seen by the cameras with quite a concerned face as she's sent almost airborn by that throw, and as she comes back down she has to curl herself inward to try to block that drumming beat of punches that's sent her way--which leaves her finally landing and rolling as she finally lands on her rear, the twi-lek slavegirl outfit a little bit worse for wear, but the costume jewelry still stays on.

"Anyone get the number of that truck? urgh--" she collapses back, eyes all swirly and with a dazed look on her eyes.

COMBATSYS: Felicia takes no action.

                                  >  ////////////////              ]
                                  |=======\====---\1          Felicia

COMBATSYS: Felicia has ended the fight here.


[ZOG]
There's a loud clanging from the grating overhead.

"Hey! What'd you do to my buddy?" the oversized ogre above bellows as he pounds on the metal, trying to get through. "And with my sword, too!" Technically, the ogre doesn't have any claim on the sword itself, but he does see himself as the rightful owner of the ruby embedded in the redhead's weapon.

As he's crawling across the grate like an enormous worm, trying to figure out how to open it, his foot happens to catch the lever used to operate the grate - causing his upper half to suddenly fall through the gap.

"WHUUAAAGGHH!"

Fortunately for Zog, he does not fall through and land on his head. Fortunately for the others, he does not fall through and land on them. Instead, his titanic belly is trapped in the gap, blotting out the light from above and plunging the chamber into darkness for a moment before hidden emergency lights in the rancor pit activate to illuminate them all and reveal that Zog's upper half is now dangling upside down in the pit.

"Alright, who did that? Somebody's gettin' a whoopin'!" the ogre warrior declares, flailing his hands around. "Red! Was it you? Seems like the kinda thing you'd do, you cheeky sword-wench!"

The cameras in the palace above - at least those operated by PFW - are quickly cut as the connotations of an ogre in a loincloth being stuck upside down become clear to everyone around.

[HOLLYELLA]
Hollyella gasps and brings one of her hands to her mouth, leaving the other to support the sword at her side as Felicia is thrown into the air. She inhales sharply, holding her breath as she sees what the feline female's fate shall be.

Sure, Hollyella's teammate has taken a beating but she'll survive it. The redhead rushes over to her side to check on her. It's then that she hears the loud clanging sound.

Recognising the source of the noise, Hollyella calls back at Zog. "It's my sword! It always has been and it always will be. Your gemstone is now a part of its power. Once you realise that the sooner we can both get on with our lives."

No sooner are the words out of her mouth than the ogre looks like he's going to fall through the grate and head straight towards the three fighters.

Ducking down and covering herself as best she can, Hollyella awaits his crash landing in the cave. When there seems to be no sign of him, she looks up and spots him stuck between the two levels of the set.

She starts to laugh loudly, pointing upwards towards the poor ogre. "You did it to yourself!" Hollyella gleefully informs him. "It couldn't happen to a nicer person."

[ABIGAIL]
Abigail says, "!!!"

Abigail's eyes fly open. There's no gradual waking up, no hazy recovery. No period of groaning. He's just suddenly awake again, laying face first on the ground in an Abigail shaped crater...but awake nevertheless.

"What th'.." he rumbles.

"Chief!!" Two-P and Axl both emerge from their hiding spots now, strugglign and tripping over broken pieces of the arena as they start closing in on the prone superhuman hot-rodder .. only to skid to a stop as the thundering, thudding, clanging and literal arena shaking antics of Zog cause them to skid to a stop at the appearence of the upside down top-half of the behemoth.

"Uh...nevermind!" shouts Axl, sliding to a stop and cringing alongside his fellow Mad Gearhead.

Oooowww!" Abigail roars, rolling over and sitting up now. His body smolders, sizzles and otherwise smokes from the last series of attacks and he grouses out, "....That was almost as bad as that -other- sword wieldin' goon with a flame sword... And that -other- flame wieldin' idiot... You know what? no more fights with people with fire!"

Abigail lunges to his feet now, pulling off more of the Rancor costume and freeing his immense torso from the prosthetics and then, he finally, notices Zog's predicament and true recognition of him as one of the Team Blaze mentors dawns upon him.

"Heeey....this aint affiliated with that NFG craziness is it?? Aint you the guy that Juri beat up? Ugh.... He's stuck and now we can't get out!""

[ZOG]
Surprisingly, the fact that Hollyella is openly laughing at his misfortune doesn't seem to improve Zog's mood. In fact, he's turning redder by the moment - and it's probably not just because blood is rushing to his head.

"This is definitely your fault, redhead! We'll see if you're laughin' when I whoop your booty!" he shouts, swiping a hand out in an attempt to make good on his threat - one easily avoided given his captive status.

Giving up for a moment, Zog turns his head toward Abigail. "I don't remember gettin' beat up by no Juri! Wait, are you talkin' about that sexy ghost? That gal was fun." His eyes start to glaze a bit, either daydreaming at the memory or starting to succumb to the effects of gravity on the circulatory system.

Snapping himself out of it and returning his attention to the laughing warrior woman, Zog starts to jostle himself again. "You got till I get loose to say you're sorry or run, Red! Hey, what's goin' on down - I mean, up there?"

Above, a team of crack lubrication experts have begun to apply bottles of cooking oil that were kept on hand in case something like this happened. Soon, Zog's freshly-oiled belly starts to slide an inch, then another, then --

"WAUGH!"

Anyone standing directly beneath the ogre will be wanting to get out of the way or potentially get squashed!

There is a door that opens at the end of the chamber leading into another space with an exit, at least - the one that Abeesa originally entered through.

[HOLLYELLA]
From her spot crouched down by her tired teammate, Hollyella looks towards Abigail, briefly distracted from her verbal battle with Zog by the Mad Gear man's stirring.

"Fire can be dangerous, she agrees with him." Flicking a strand of flame-red hair from her face. "I enjoyed our fight with you though. I live in Metro City too most of the time. Perhaps I will purchase a vehicle from you at some point. I used to ride a horse in the other world but they aren't as convenient for getting around in a modern city."

When Zog accuses her again, Hollyella sniffs in disdain. "Stop being a victim, ogre. As for you whooping my booty, you will have to catch me first!"

With that she's picking Felicia up from the floor of the cave and carrying her towards the exit. It seems like an excellent time to make an escape.

[ABIGAIL]
"JUri! She kicked you alot when you showed up to the garage and warehouse I rented out! Tore up the ground! She wasns't no ghost! Ah fergit it. Maybe she was dressed like a ghost, hell if I know!"

Back on his feet now, Abigail has managed to move out of the way of the intended impact zone before Zog comes hurtling in like some sort of meatball hurtled from on high. The potential impact will be apropriately seismic but Abigail is, is nothing else, used to such affairs and he just sort of glares at these events with the annoyance and frustration of a business manager awaiting a late shipment of overpriced goods.

"...That does it! We're leaving!" he bellows, clearly having had this fill of this nonsense.

Two-P and Axl are handling matters less...balanced. Two-P let's out a loud yelp and Axl stares wide eyed. "Waiitasec... You mean that -wasns't- an animatronic!?"

"No!" Abigail thunders, "Didn't you hear me earlier?!"

He gives Hollyella a final look...and then smirks mildly before turning away, not saying anything else and now beginning to start for the exit himself, albiet at a much slower and more gingerly pace then the red head.

Log created on 17:14:15 05/09/2025 by Zog, and last modified on 10:37:11 05/18/2025.