Description: A ninja and a ganglord walk into a Hadouken... (Winners: Tora and Mr.Big)
The crowd in the stands mills around, the arena abuzz with chatter. There's very
few empty seats tonight, many of which are filled with witches, ghosts, Ryus,
Terrys, Kyos, and yes, even a couple of Dans. All of them waiting. Waiting
for...
"ARE YOU READY FOR SOME ULTRAVIOLENCE?!"
The random chatter turns into a full-blown surge of cheering, air horns, and god
knows what else in response to the announcer.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, GUYS AND GHOULS, WELCOME TO SATURDAY! NIGHT! FIGHT! We
have got a great show for you tonight! It's another two on one, and believe me,
the two will need everything they can get for this one! Teaming up tonight is
that mack daddy of Southtown, the COOLEST cat in the club, ladies and gentlemen,
MISTER BIIIIG!"
The doors swing open, lettings the Man in the Fur Coat saunter onto the arena
floor. Both arms are wrapped around the waists of two girls - one in a catsuit,
one in a witch's outfit, both cut rather...suggestively.
Mr.Big walks out to the middle of the arena, his shades catching the light with
a glint. He whispers in the girl's ears, and they giggle and slip away from him,
bouncing along back to the door. Big reaches into a coat pocket, drawing out a
slim microphone. "I am HERE, Southtown, and I'm ready to WHUP SOME ASS!" He
twils the mic in his hand before stuffing it back into his coat, drawing out
both batons which he rests on his shoulders lazily.
The announcer cuts back in. "Facing off against Mister Big," his voice gets a
little hushed here, "is a very special SNF guest. Champion of the 1999 World
Warrior tournament, this man blasted his way to victory past that man mountain
Sagat. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...RYU!"
Well, Ryu is not nearly the dramatic showman that Mr. Big is, but what he lacks
in showboating, he makes up for with intense presence. The Ansatsuken disciple
makes his way up the Arena stairs with a calmly rhythmic step, and guess what!
He even washed his gi for the occasion, the white karate garb quite vibrant,
despite the tatters around his shoulders. His red headband trails behind him,
shifting with each step or motion of his head, the long ribbon of cloth
obviously not intended to be used as he uses it, but it doesn't seem to get in
his way, either. A matching pair of red sparring gloves cover his hands... A
slightly odd ornament in an 'official' bout, but really, it's not going to be a
huge comfort to anyone on the receiving end of those fists. Bare feet pad
lightly on the stone, as Ryu paces out onto the dais, taking up position on his
side of the slate arena, and tightening that read headband around his forehead.
Deep brown eyes burn with a confident and collected inner fire as he looks
across the audience, and then to his opponent who has arrived. A slow nod is
paid, following into a half-bow, but Ryu spares little attention for his fans,
save the first once-over. If he's the least bit nervous about fighting this
two-on-one, there's no sign of it. The World Warrior champ is the very picture
of collected poise.
After Ryu makes his entrance, the announcer opens up the mic again. "Mister Big
won't have to face Ryu alone, however. His teammate tonight is a young kid who
nevertheless kicked Metro City Mayor Mike Haggar's keister in the Master's
Tournament last month! He's full of surprises, and with any luck tonight won't
be any different! Ladies and gentlemen, TOOORAAAA!"
Strolling along in, grinning wildly as he raises his own fist into the air, Tora
makes his way quickly to stand near Mister Big. Pausing just a moment to look
around at the crowds, grinning at the fact that after his few but noteworthy
performances, he actually has some fans. That's just so damn cool. Turning to
face Ryu, Tora makes use of a small lapel mike, not wanting to bother holding an
actual microphone. "Yeah, yeah! Mister Badass and I are here to show you what's
what! You may've won that tournament a while back, but that's then, and this is
now!" And while he's got a bit of a showman's side, Tora decides that for this,
that's enough, and moves to stand a few feet away from Big, clearly ready to get
it on.
COMBATSYS: Ryu has started a fight here.
Mr.Big turns to face Ryu as the Japanese fighter makes his way to the arena.
"Hrmph." Big raises an eyebrow. "Maybe I should get Felicia and Morrie back in
here to spice things up a bit. If you fight as well as you look, pal, this is
gonna be one -boring- night." He covers his mouth with the back of a hand as he
yawns exaggeratedly.
Mr.Big tilts his head slightly, casting a sidelong glance as Tora. Both eyebrows
raise this time. "...Well, m'man, at least you get style points." He twirls his
batons, one in each hand...though he pauses a moment. "...Mister Badass?" He
looks again at the kid, then shrugs. "I like the sound of that."
Trailing on Big's comment, the announcer kicks back in. "READY? FIGHT!"
With a grin, Big stretches his arms briefly before he gets right into the thick
of things, launching his solid frame directly at Ryu. He holds both batons
forward, aiming to drive them straight into Ryu's gut. "Let's get this party
started!"
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big has joined the fight here.
COMBATSYS: Ryu has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ryu
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
COMBATSYS: Tora has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Mr.Big's Medium Strike.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/-------|
Ryu stands impassive as Tora makes his entrance, and blows his hot air. It's
not a technique Ryu practices, and as far as he's concerned, it's not one he
needs to indulge. He tightens the sparring gloves on his hands as Big continues
the little diatribe, and makes his digs at Ryu's excitement-factor. That
doesn't seem to phase the Ansatsuken disciple in the least, either, his relaxed
stance unchanging until the announcer cuts in with that order to FIGHT! At that
point, Ryu immediately drops into a ready stance, his left fist up at neck
level, while the right coils in near his waist, both held close to his body,
ready to snap out at a moment's notice. His feet shoulder width apart, he
weaves his way in as Mr. Big charges him, and drops on half-bent knees as the
strike comes in, catching the dual batons solidly on crossed forearms, the
muscular guard absorbing the majority of the impact with a dull thud. As much
as he's not concerned with the taunting, it behooves him to show Big that he can
indeed fight better than his capacity for ringside melodrama might suggest, and
he pushes into the guard, coming in low, his right fist leading him up at Big's
chest and face in a brutal uppercut, "Shoooryuken!" Ryu shouts in incantation
as his muscular legs drive his tensed arm and fist up and in, the sheer force of
the technique liable to carry him a fair measure off the stone surface, and
hopefully, fling Big even further, to a harder landing.
Tora frowns slightly.. Man, this guy is pretty boring. This is some kinda champ?
".. hey, hey. What's up with this. Dude, are you like.. stoned or something? Or
do you just come with no personality?" As Big and Ryu start to press the match,
Tora realizes he's something of a third wheel here. Deciding he's having none of
that, he quickly runs around the arena, moving to get alongside the fighters but
not right up against them. Drawing a pair of blades, Tora quickly and carefully
flings two kunai at Ryu, aiming them to catch him as he descends from the famous
'dragon punch'.
COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Mr.Big with Shoryuken.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/-------|
Sakura rushes into the grandstands, elbowing past a few stragglers at the door.
"Hey, lemme -in!- C'mon... " She staggers into view of the fight, and gasps,
hand over her mouth: "Oh crap! It's already started!" She eyes the ticket in
her other hand, then hurriedly makes her way to the seat. First she -spots- Ryu
on his triumphant return, only to be summoned away by angry parents -- and now
she misses the first few blows of a fight? No way!
Before Big can pull his arms back to block, Ryu is under his guard. The gangster
gets about half a curse word out before the fist connect with his chin, sending
him high into the air. Despite his heavy frame, Big has some time to reflect on
this situation before he falls.
..Shit.
Mr.Big slams into the ground with a rather plastic crunch, bouncing once before
he comes to a stop. With a groan, he gets to his feet, shaking his coat as he
does so. Bits and pieces of the shattered microphone fall onto the arena. He
rubs his chin, wincing before holding his batons in front of him carefully,
watching to see what Tora's able to accomplish for the moment.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big focuses on his next action.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Tora's Kunai Flight.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/---====|===----\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/-------|
The Shoryuken carries Ryu a fair clip into the air in a graceful spin that
belies the raw force of the move, but at the apex, his fist is drawn back in
with its partner, in a similar guard to his standing defense, and as such, he
lands ready for the quick knives, taking one on each forearm with a perfectly
timed backhand swat that knocks them aside, the pair of kunai accomplishing
little beyond drawing lines of crimson along the Ansatsuken disciple's hardened
muscle. The cuts aren't deep, however, and they barely seem to slow him down,
as he continues to twist back to face Mr. Big, his hands coming down near his
waist as a massive surge of chi begins to gather and shimmer between his palms,
the blue-white energy cascading and growing immensely in the instant it takes
him to prepare the attack, and his arms drive forward, heels of his hands
together, as the gathered power is released in a shimmering fireball of that
same fiercely glimmering blue-white, "Hadooouken!" The projectile flies in at
Big's new position, and for the moment, Ryu seems scarcely concerned with Tora,
though he does take the time to respond as his attack hurtles in, his voice cool
and steady, "Neglecting to deride my opponents and boast about my skills does
not demonstrate any aspect of lacking character." Just the presence of
discipline. It's not that these two are /getting/ to him, he doesn't seem any
less collected and calmly focused on the fight, but hey... Who really
appreciates being insulted?
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big fails to slow Hadouken from Ryu with Ground Blaster.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/-------|
Frowning as he realizes that, even still, he's not really a noteworthy element
of the combat, Tora takes a few steps back. Looking over what he has here, he
decides that he needs a better plan. Positioning himself so that he's out of the
way, he watches Big and Ryu going at it, trying to find a good way for him to
get properly involved. As for Ryu..
"... dude, you are -SO- lacking a personality. I mean, even your response is
boring as all get-out. Sheesh."
COMBATSYS: Tora focuses on his next action.
Mr.Big shakes his head as the knives bounce off Ryu. "Man, you gonna hafta do
better than that." He tenses as Ryu decides to ignore the kid and focus on him.
His shades light up, capturing the glow of gathering chi as he stares fixedly at
Ryu's hands. He draws a baton back, readying himself...and as the fireball
rushes toward, Big sweeps his hand forward, the tip of the baton generating a
waist-high wave of fire which rushes forward to meet the Hadouken...and the
Hadouken crashes through the crest of the wave with little effort.
"...Goddammit." The fireball slams into Big's chest, sending him flying
backward, his shoes skidding along the flat arena floor. He tumbles
backwardcoming to rest on hands and knees. "Jesus," he pants, pushing himself up
carefully. "You might be a robot, but that -fucking hurt-."
"I am not your monkey." Ryu replies, turning towards Tora as he backs off, and
apparently giving Big a moment's breather, "Find your entertainment somewhere
else." Again his hands go to his waist, fingers splayed in opposing directions,
and he cups a sudden burst of chi between his palms, though this time, the surge
is red, fiery, and even more tremendous than the first, "Hadooouken!" He
intones, arms shooting forward to launch the red fireball in trails of fiercely
flickering flame as the tremendously powerful projectile hurtles in at Tora.
Unlike the other Hadouken, this one's got the added taste of fiery vengeance.
Evidently, Ryu's inclined to see if Tora crisps as well as he talks, and if it
hits? Well, enjoy the barbeque. He's just restrained, detached, disciplined -
Not a robot. Though it sure seems he fights like one.
COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Tora with Shakunetsu Hadouken.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 1/-----==/=======|
Seeming prepared for what Ryu has ready, Tora doesn't at all seemed phased at
Ryu's retort. Smirking a bit, he just shifts into a prepared stance, waiting for
the.. ... wait. Tora's eyes widen as he sees exactly what it is that Ryu has
levelled at him, and for a moment -- a brief, but crucial moment -- he panics.
The plan he had ready, the technique he was prepared to do, vanishes from his
mind long enough for the literal fireball to close. At the last instant, he
starts into action, stepping back as a white burst of chi smoke appears several
feet away, but it's at that moment that Tora is slammed with the projectile, and
just as a second Tora begins to be visible through the cloud, the first Tora ..
just disintegrates, disappearing in a flash of chi-fueled fire.
The second Tora drops to one knee, looking singed despite having been a distance
away. Instead of directly acting on Ryu, he just remains there, kneeling, while
he starts to gather chi around himself.
COMBATSYS: Tora focuses on his next action.
Mr.Big takes a deep breath, shifting his grip on his batons. Even with both of
them against one, the one is very methodically taking them out. Now he knows how
Sakazaki felt. He licks his lips, watching for an opening...and as Ryu gears up
to annihilate Tora, he takes it.
Charging forward, Big kicks off into a leap, pointing himself forward. Batons
held in front of his head in a cross, he drills through the air, aiming to slam
into Ryu during the brief second he's dealing with the poor kid.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Mr.Big's Cross Diving.
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Mr.Big 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Ryu
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Tora 1/-----==/=======|
Methodical, focused, and efficient, Ryu is not really distracted by turning his
attention towards Tora, and when Mr. Big comes careening back in, there is no
surprise or hesitation, his forearms once more coming in line with those batons,
taking the charge head-on, and while the leaping attack drives him backwards,
his bare feet scuffing over the slate floor, he does not show any other sign of
the impact, barely seems to register it as he twists a half-turn and veritably
shoots his right foot out and up at the Big fighter's face, a quick snap-kick
that lacks no power despite its almost instantaneous travel to its target. No
movement wasted, no opening ignored, "Haaah!"
Still seeming to smoulder a bit from Ryu's Hadouken, Tora moves from his ready
position with a small amount of hesitation, as if in pain. Still, once he starts
moving, he beings moving quickly, appearing to have a plan to set into motion.
Sprinting towards Ryu, he begins the complex tactic of diving towards his
opponent's legs, reaching with his arms to try to catch both of Ryu's shins and
prevent movement. However, it's not just for Big's sake that he does this; a
quick burst of white chi smoke above Tora announces the arrival of two more
Toras, who drop towards Ryu with the simple intent of slamming into each of his
shoulders.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big blocks Ryu's Medium Kick.
Mr.Big twists his torso as his feet thud back to the ground, letting the kick
smack into his shoulder instead of his face. "Man, nothing fazes you, huh? Try
this on for size." While Tora attacks Ryu's legs and sides, Big goes straight
for the chest. He passes the baton tips next to each other, causing sparks to
fly off both and between each other. The electricity flares up into two large
arcs, and Big thrusts the two tasers at Ryu. Unlike regular tasers, though,
these pack a hell of a punch.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Tora's Bunshin Pileup.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Ryu with Blaster Wave.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/------=|=======\===----\1 Ryu
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Tora 1/----===/=======|
Well, now, this sort of ankle-grabbing wasn't what Ryu was expecting, and Tora's
grip catches his legs firmly, though the shadowy dupicates that descend from
above aren't so lucky, each catching only a batting forearm that deflects the
impact of their drop attack to the side. Pinned as he is, however, Ryo can't
get his guard around in time to keep Mr. Big's electrical assault away, and the
current jolts him quite effectively, sending him back and into a roll that
brings him up a short distance away from his opponents, "Not bad." Ryu replies,
with a nod to Big, "I was beginning to think talk was all you had." In a move
that both combatants are probably learning to recognize, and fear, Ryu's hands
go to waist level once more, but this time the surge is neither pure blue-white
chi, nor burning fire. The orb that crackles there is brighter than the first
hadouken, gleaming with white light and complimented by electricity that arcs
all around the rapidly growing ball of energy. The arcing lightning effect
courses up and down Ryu's arms, shines in his eyes, "Deeenjin...." and he
delivers his answering high-voltage technique back at Big, pushing his arms out
in a motion that launches the projectile, which flies as if it /were/ a
lightning bolt, inexorably in at breakneck speed, "Hadooouken!"
Both of the two Toras that were going for Ryu's shoulders disappear in that same
puff of smoke they appeared from, as the first Tora gets back to his feet. Eying
Big, then Ryu, he quickly moves to the side to keep from being in the middle of
any more chi launching matches. That crap ain't fun. On the other hand.. He
needs to stay part of this. Quickly running towards but not directly at Ryu,
Tora tries to take advantage of the time Ryu puts into that new Hadouken.
A flare of orange chi appears around Tora's hand, and while Ryu's sending out
that electric genie thing, Tora is trying to shove a chi-enclosed fist into his
gut.
COMBATSYS: Ryu successfully hits Mr.Big with Denjin Hadouken.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 1/----===/=======|
Mr.Big doesn't even have time to swear. The flash of electricity slams into him,
frying the edges of his coat as he skids backward across the floor. He doesn't
fall back, but instead drops to his knees, putting a hand to his chest gingerly.
"This is nuts. Fuckin' nuts."
Mr.Big pushes himself to his feet, rolling his neck around with a deliberate
slowness. Awright. Stay cool, big guy. Don't let him see just how bad you're
doing. He snaps the batons together, holding the new staff in one hand and
leaning it on his shoulder. He uses his free hand to reach into a pocket, using
the brief time he gains with Tora distracting Ryu to fish out a cigar and light
it. "That's better," he mutters, puffing on the cig steadily.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big gathers his will.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Tora's Burning Hand.
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Mr.Big 1/-----==/=======|===----\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 1/----===/=======|
As Tora's fist sails in, it finds only the solid blocking force of Ryu's palm,
which absorbs the impact almost entirely, despite the singing pain of the chi
surrounding the strike. Corded muscles tense, and after perhaps an inch of
recoil, the strike is simply stopped dead, Tora finding himself eye to eye with
the Ansatsuken warrior, for just an instant, as Ryu's right leg snaps straight
up, careening down heel-first at Tora's face in an absolutely devestating
axe-kick. Is he still amusing the ninja? Ryu hopes so, really he does. It's
highly important to him, and all. Well, maybe not. Big gets to have his
mid-fight smoke, but poor Tora may well pay the price for it.
COMBATSYS: Tora endures Ryu's Strong Kick.
Shifting quickly back into a defensive stance, Tora raises one arm in an attempt
to block Ryu's kick.. But apparently, the attempt itself was futile as Ryu's leg
goes smashing through the feeble stance, knocking Tora out flat to the arena
floor, leaving him unmoving.
However, hopefully unnoticed by Ryu, another silent burst of white smoke
appeared behind him, revealing another Tora with a small sphere of orange chi
clasped in one palm. Without a shout, call, or even a taunt, Tora rushes forward
to try to shove the ball of energy into Ryu's back. Whether it directly catches
Ryu or not, it will explode in a flare of orange chi, bursting forward from
Tora's hand.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Tora's Open Seal.
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Mr.Big 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/--=====|
Mr.Big grunts around his cigar as he watches Ryu put Tora DOWN. That can't have
felt good. Big puts the staff behind his neck and breaks it in half, a baton in
each hand once more. While the kid's down, it's a good time to rush Ryu. Big may
have noticed Tora's clone before, but in the pressure of dealing with Ryu, it
just didn't register. Seeing -another- Tora rush Ryu from behind - Big being at
an angle here - causes him to cough out his cigar in surprise. "Fuckin' nuts,"
he repeats to himself.
Mr.Big's surprise doesn't hold for long, though. Big lurches into a headlong
charge at Ryu as well, the batons beginning to spark with another massload of
chi between them. At the appropriate point, Big leaps into the air, coming down
on Ryu with both batons held in a downward stab close together, aiming right for
the martial artist's cranium.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Mr.Big's Blaster Wave.
Well now, this is quite the sticky situation. Pinned between two dramatically
powerful energy attacks. Ryu can't fully defend against either, but his
reactions are astounding nonetheless. He twists to face each attack halfway,
his left arm taking the impact of the fake Tora's explosive burst full-on, the
chi washing over his frame painfully. But he doesn't miss a beat, the
Ansatsuken disciple bringing his right up across his face, Mr. Big's energy wave
careening into the muscular guard with far less effect. That one, he mostly
stopped, though the double impact does drop him to a crouch, teeth gritted.
There's no hesitation, though, no lethargy despit the pain, as Ryu pushes off in
a quick turn that brings him in line with Tora, his left fist snapping up at the
ninja behind him, aiming at his ribs in a vicious underhand strike, meant to
double him over. It doesn't stop there, though, as a quick duck and leap sends
his right up and around in an absolutely crushing uppercut, "Shoooryuuuuuuken!"
he incants, launching himself in the air in a technique that's meant to finish
off this opponent's standing half.
COMBATSYS: Tora endures Ryu's Shin Shoryuken.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 1/---====/=======|
Tora grimaces when he sees that Ryu is still on top of his game, moving into a
defensive position before he can even detonate his chi charge. So unprepared he
is for Ryu's response, that both the leading strike and the painful (and
historically well documented) followup impact fully, sending Tora flying through
the air to land in yet another crumpled heap.
However, as Ryu is busy beating the crap out of Tora, the other Tora -- laying
on the ground apparently prone -- slowly drags himself to his feet, wobbling
once even as he starts pouring chi into his hand, visibly forming the orange
ball of energy that he had so carefully prepared before. Raising his eyes slowly
to look at Ryu, this time he has something to say.
".. man.. You're still borin'."
Then Tora lurches forward, trying to peg Ryu with the explosive chi before he
can recover from his Shin Shoryuken.
COMBATSYS: Tora has reached second wind!
Mr.Big lands on the ground next to Ryu with a grimace. "Damn, man, ain't nothin'
can catch you offguard?" He snaps his batons back into a staff, ready to do
something...when Tora catches his attention. He glances over at the kid, and
even behind his shades his expression is obviously puzzled. What the hell is up
with him? Just...weird, man.
The ball of energy catches Big's attention, though, and being that he's on the
same side of Ryu as Tora is...that's not a good place to be. Big slides the
staff behind his neck again, but rather than breaking it apart, it stays firmly
in place. He spins around Ryu, moving to the opposite side of the martial artist
from Tora...in the process attempting to smack Ryu's head around with the staff.
Once he's in place, he snaps the staff out, aiming to smack Ryu and push him
toward Tora.
COMBATSYS: Ryu dodges Tora's Open Seal.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Mr.Big's Spinning Lancer.
Sure, there are some things that catch Ryu off guard. But in this match, those
things seem to be few, and far between. He's taken some heavy hits, but his
energy isn't wavering yet, his immense reserves fueling him, along with that
steadfast will to fight. In fact, if anything, he's stepping up his game now
that things are a bit tighter, enjoying himself more, driving towards a goal
that now actually means something, as opposed to earlier in the fight. Mr.
Big's staff attack is stopped once more by a hardened forearm that snaps up
parallel with the Ansatsuken warrior's head, the stance shifting back and forth
in lightning succession to keep further strikes away, and in a roll that seems
to be part of the same motion, he tumbles away from Mr. Big, coming up after a
single tumble, right beside Tora, his fist sweeping around, carried by a quick
pivot counter-clockwise on his left foot, that vicious right sailing straight in
at the ninja's head.
COMBATSYS: Tora blocks Ryu's Medium Punch.
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Mr.Big 0/-------/-----==|====---\-------\0 Ryu
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Tora 0/-------/-----==|
Standing up slightly straighter, even as Ryu slips around his attack, Tora
regathers himself. This isn't over yet, and he's not done.. And he's not going
to go down that easy to a 'robot' as Big put it. Opening his eyes, he shifts
quickly into a defensive stance, throwing up one arm to deflect Ryu's punch,
then stepping backwards, putting space between himself and the other two
combatants. Bringing up his hands before him, he forms a handseal, using it to
help concentrate as he prepares for his next action.. if Mister Big can keep Ryu
off of him long enough.
COMBATSYS: Tora focuses on his next action.
Mr.Big leaps away as well when Ryu dodges the attack - he sure doesn't want a
taste of it either. He's not letting Ryu get away, though; as soon as he's clear
of Tora, Big spins around, moving a step closer to Ryu in the process. At the
right moment, he stabs out with his staff, the tip slamming forward to catch
Ryu. "We're not done yet, pal!" Simple, easy, and Ryu should feel it.
COMBATSYS: Ryu blocks Mr.Big's Staff Thrust.
That thrusting staff finds Ryu's right palm in its path, and despite the painful
impact, he deflects the strike wide, gritting his teeth and focusing past the
pain, past the rather overwhelming level of bruises and smashes. However minor
most of them have been, it's starting to add up, and Ryu is inclined to end this
as quickly and efficiently as he can. Rather than getting tied up with Big, as
the strike is deflected, he sidesteps after Tora, snapping his left foot around
in a quick sweeping kick that aims for the ninja's right knee, meaning to
crumple that limb momentarily, and drop Tora to the hard arena floor. Hopefully
permanently, this time, "No, we're not." Ryu replies, agreeing calmly with Mr.
Big's assessment. He's managed to keep an edge throughout, despite being
outnumbered, and he doesn't intend to let it flag now. But he's grateful for
the spirited contest.
COMBATSYS: Tora blocks Ryu's Light Kick.
[ \\\\\ < > ////// ]
Mr.Big 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Ryu
[ \\ <
Tora 0/-------/----===|
Tora watches warily as once again Ryu heads in his direction. Shifting his
stance to a defensive one again, he drops lower and blocks the kick with both
arms in a cross block, holding his position carefully. Even as he does this, Ryu
may notice a shadow as a burst of white smoke appears above him, and another
Tora drops straight down.
This new arrival is holding a single kunai in a two-handed grip, and is aiming
to drop that into Ryu's collar. Tora doesn't expect to seriously hurt the
advanced martial artist, but he hopes to reduce the effectiveness of the
attached shoulder and arm.
Mr.Big grunts. This is starting to get wearisome. The guy just won't let an
attack get through. Big circles to the side, angling for a new attack, when he
spots Tora...another Tora...leaping on Ryu from behind to hit a critical point.
Funny how a guy can get used to weird shit, huh? Going with the attack, Big
waggles his staff briefly before shoving it at Ryu harder. This time it's
specifically aimed for the knee, looking for an incapacitating strike.
COMBATSYS: Tora successfully hits Ryu with Kunai Crush.
COMBATSYS: Ryu dodges Mr.Big's Staff Thrust.
[ \\\ < > /// ]
Mr.Big 0/-------/----===|======-\-------\0 Ryu
[ \ <
Tora 0/-------/---====|
Again, Ryu finds himself caught between a rock and a hard place. He steps to
the side, Mr. Big's staff catching air instead of his knee, but he's not out of
the way of the descending Tora clone, not quite, and he takes the vicious attack
on his shoulder and down his chest, the kunai drawing a jagged line through gi
and the skin beneath, scarlet seeping outward into the pure white as Ryu winces
and drops back, "This.... Isn't.... Over...." He intones, breathing hard and
trying to focus his mind past pain and now, blood loss, as he twists with the
momentum of the strike, bringing his elbow around and in at the side of Big's
head, in a positively crunching smash. Can he hold on to his wits, and carry
on? Teeth gritted, Ryu focuses only on the fight at hand, on surpassing the
exhaustion and achieving victory.
COMBATSYS: Ryu has reached second wind!
COMBATSYS: Tora focuses on his next action.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big dodges Ryu's Medium Punch.
Mr.Big just whistles. Even after all this, the guy just won't stay down. The
strain of the fight is obviously getting to him, though, if his movements have
slowed enough that Big is able to dodge the elbow strike coming his way. As he
avoids the attack, he lets the staff fall from his hands momentarily, and he
reaches up to grab Ryu's bicep, aiming to toss him, if not across the arena,
then at least a few feet away.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big successfully hits Ryu with Quick Throw.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
As it so happens, Ryu's bicep is conveniently hurtling its way right into Big's
grip, and there's absolutely nothing Ryu can do to blunt the force of what
happens next. He hurtles up and over Mr. Big, but not uncontested, his knee
snapping out at the big fighter's ribs in a quick, crushing blow as he ascends
for his flight, but the impromptu move leaves him even more vulnerable to the
landing, his leg twisting oddly as he tries to roll with the impact, instead
crunching across the stone arena several times, coughing as he skids to a stop,
the ragged sound announcing itself in crimson that spreads across his cheek,
which also took one of the skipping stone thuds. For the moment, he lies there.
Whether he's actually down and out this time, well....
COMBATSYS: Ryu can no longer fight.
COMBATSYS: Ryu has left the fight here.
Sakura is positively clinging to the guardrail now. Forget the seat she'd paid
good money to a scalper for -- she's actually wringing the protective paint off
the metal of the rail separating the spectators from the spectacles. "AAAAH!"
shouts the girl, along with a sizable portion of the crowd, as Mr. Big manages
to throw Ryu around... heck, she thought he was done for -earlier-, but now
this just... "C'mon! Kick out of it! KICK HIS ASS!" Not like her one voice
would be heard out of the multitude of others... worth a shot though! She's his
biggest fan, she can't let him down by just sitting there!
A final attempt to push to his feet fails, and Ryu lies still, eyes closing for
the moment under the arena lights.
COMBATSYS: Mr.Big blocks Ryu's Medium Kick.
[ \ <
Mr.Big 0/-------/--=====|
[ \ <
Tora 0/-------/---====|
With Ryu's momentum going, Big is able to twist an arm, allowing the knee to
impact on his bicep rather than his chest, already sore from a couple Hadoukens.
As Ryu goes flying, Big snatches up his staff again, wincing at the bruise on
his arm. It's forgotten quickly, though, as he watches Ryu warily. Will he get
up again?
..No.
"WOO! AWRIGHT!" Big spins his staff in the air, slamming the end down against
the arena floor. He grins over at Tora as he pulls another cigar out of his coat
pocket. "Pretty good, kid. I probably could've done it myself, but you pulled
your weight."
As he talks, the aforementioned catgirl and witch - Felicia and Morrie - come
bouncing out of the door, running up to cuddle the bruised but victorious Big.
It's good to be the king.
Watching with a bit of wonder at the last exchange, half afraid Ryu would put
down Big, then get up again to ruin his world some more. But instead, Big stays
up, and Ryu stays down, and at realizing that they've won, Tora has to grin.
"Yeah, yeah! That's how it is!"
He's elated enough at what's going on that he doesn't mind the backhanded part
of the compliment, instead pumping one fist. "Yeah, Mister Badass, yeah! We
showed 'im!" With that, Tora gives a last glance to the crowd, then heads out,
the other Tora that had been laying limp the last bit disappearing in a cloud of
smoke.
Log created by Kobun, and last modified on 16:06:53 04/29/2005.