Description: Strongest! and the Ikari brawl in Communist China! After promises of beer and the subsequent wounding of his soldier and two grenades, Ralf pulls off an amazing upset and manages to defeat three fighters all by himself! (Winners: Ikari Team)
Ah, China! Lovely..uh..lovely communistic Sheen-wah, as the French say it. Crazy mime-sprouting bastards.
Anyway! Here in China, free from the effects of mimes and silly things like Free Speech, the idea of Free Assbeatings is about to take place. As always, with events like this, a large street is cleaned of its bicycle-riding people, the cobblestone pathway lined off by those wooden horse thingies. They don't stop people from trying to climb over now and then, but the brutally efficient local police force and their fifty bajillion gigawatt stun guns pick up the slack rather nicely. The crowd is nice and varied, with a lot of Joes from the world over trying to get up close, though the smart people, those that rented out space in the high-stacked buildings on either side of the road, have provided the premium seating for the bigwigs. Still, some of the fighters feel..taller. Giant-like, almost, in the throng of men that barely reach five feet, most of the kids pulling Shortrounds with wooden platform shoes to see over their brothers and sisters.
Stationed here and there are camera, of course; lots of them, some of which have towers with speakers for the announcer's bellowing. At this moment, the tenor-voiced Chinese official calls the presence of the Ikari team, listing Ralf as the team leader, of course, followed by the frighteningly efficient Leona and then the mysteeeerious Whip. Cue the cheering.
Jones stands off on one half of the large elliptical 'arena', both arms raised and turning to cheer back at the fans, seemingly willing to yell himself hoarse while he pumps his fists. Like a kid having stumbled onto Willy Wonka's golden ticket and Jim Beam's golden..uh..hop in the same Cracker Jack box, Ralf is just excited as fuck all, full of energy, and..ready to beat the living hell out of a bunch of girls, apparently! Good luck, big boy! You show those girls who's boss!
The crowds and all the spotlight might have Ralf pumped and ready for action, but at least one of his team mates seems less than enthused to be in the fight. Well at least she looks that way. It is rather hard to gauge Leona's current state of emotion since she usually just has that rather neutral expression as if she only shows indifference towards everything. She stands away from the arena for the time being while waiting for her turn with arms crossed and her blue hair still hanging loose and lightly blowing about. At least with Ralf going first she can quietly observe and size up the competition before she jumps into the fray herself.
Although this is Whip's first official tournament, much less a tournament meant for the cream of the crop amongst fighters, she is similarly calm. However, in contrast to Leona's indifference she walks with a quiet contentment around herself. Even if, for a couple a moments, she gives a quirked eyebrow at Ralf and his excitement over the prospect of beating the ever-living crap out of young women. She then takes a moment to look out and over the crowd, a huge throng of shorter-than-average people all cheering loudly. And... well, one guy currently choking a chicken. Apparently someone is going to be somebody's chicken dinner tonight. Once she reaches the area partitioned off for the fight that is about to take place, she takes a position standing next to Leona quietly. Her arms are held behind her back, and she just watches her commander quietly. A slight grin comes to her features.
Xiangfei was psyched.. She was PUMPED. The King of Fighters! Team Fights! China! The Li Dynasty! So much excitement was built up within the Heavenly Hip-Hop Honey that she just had to throw her fists in the air and yell, "YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" hopping from foot to foot in excitement, with her teamates:
The Strongest Kyokugen fighter Yuri,
The Strongest Woman in the world to be, Shinobu,
And the leader of the Strongest Gang in Japan Zaki,
two of the three more likely than not sharing the Team Leaders excitement.
The official then calls forth Strongest! in a slightly startled tone after the yell, Xiangfei blazing past her teamates to make her way out into the center as well, pumping a fist in the air, "Strongest Team is in the house, y'all! Li-X will take on ALL COMERS!" and she throws her hands forward, gesturing for her Ralf to come closer, "COME OOOOOO-oooh snap!!" The little warrior was ready to fight?
Well, not fight Ralf though, once she gets a good look at her former-teacher, she blanches then holds her stomach, ".. Uh.. Oh.. Oooh man, my gingivitis is acting up again," she squeals and she turns around and makes a hasty retreat back to the group, in which then she tries to shove Zaki into the fray instead. She'll just stay here and have some chips, "Give'm heck, Mask!"
Zaki barely budges when shoved, but gives Xiangfei a bit of a look, "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" After that little show, she's got some face to save, and tries to look dignified as she stalks out. Now that she's got a little breathing room she cracks her knuckles, pops her neck, and casts a predatory look at her opponents. She almost seems to grin, but that mask obscures her face. Without a word, the thug stalks over to her side like she owns not just the ring but the whole damn country. Of course, one has to pull of the baddest-ass 'tude in the universe when paired with these little kids on Team Strongest!. Hopefully she'll be able to stomp all three of the day's opponents herself. Wouldn't be the first time.
Yuri was PSYCHED! Equally so to Xiangfei. The Kyokugen spaz darts past Zaki, leaving only wind in her wake and a Yuri shaped cloud of dust. She strikes a pose, throwing a few punches as Xiangfei makes her exclimations then blanches a little when she mentions her 'gingivitis'. "Eeek!" Yuri exclaims, "Medic! Errr. Hey Fei, what's gingivitis anyway?" The cheering crowd luckily drowning out Yuri's display of unrivaled air-headedness. . Unfortunately the boom mikes held over the fighters ensured that her voice, along with every other dumb thing anyone else on her team said, was amplified to the X-treme! One hand scratches her head while her other arm offers up a shrug and she looks over at her opponents. It's clear from the blank look on her face that Yuri has no idea who or what or how strong any of them are, despite having met at least one of them in the past.
Normally, all of Shinobu's family would show up for an important event like this, but even KoF scoffed at the idea of playing for over ten air-fares... both ways. So, it's just her, and she looks more ready for a picnic than a fight. Speaking of which, she's got all the food - and sugar - her family sent along in a picnic basket beside her. She's in a folding chair, presently eating a bean-filled pastry as she watches with her usual blank, though faintly interested expression as she looks over to Ralf. Doesn't shoot fire, no ninja scarf... just a guy in headband... and then sure turns to Zaki, and says, "Ah, Hime!", she calls out cheerfully, pumping a fist in the air. "Yay! Yay!", she adds, before realizing she just closes her fist around the pastry, leaving quite a mess in her hand. So to clean it up, she stuffs the whole thing her mouth, chewing fiercely and swallowing. What's that they say about eating before exercise?... but she looks over to Xiangfei and Yuri, listening... if not really understanding at all.
So there Ralf is, facing down Team Spazzfest, or at least their glorious leader! Does he start shaking in his boots before Li-X's mighty power?? Has Ikari training hardened her so??
Thankfully, she pusses out before the mercenary can start quivering. Phew.
"You look awful full of yourself, girly," is the bulky man's first reply, having watched Zaki approach in what is presumably her overly decadent attire. ..If nothing else, the mask. That creepy..hypnotic mask. Just..want to touch..
Erm! So there's Ralf, his face wearing a big, big, shit-eating grin, as he's horribly amused at the situation. Just his luck to end up fighting a squad of girls..but on the other hand, it should make this round a breeze. There's time enough for The Mask to get her retort in before the announcer orders both fighters to their places, the standard ten or twelve feet apart, wherever the lines of white tape are spread. Withou further ado, the call to fight is made, bringing on a particularly loud road from the throng of people nearby. Ralf wastes no time in rushing toward the masked girl, his left hand already pulled back into a fist. The scrape of his soles against the cobblestones is only really heard to the couple in the immediate area as he plants his right foot down, upper body twisting as his fist streaks out in a low put, aimed for Zaki's gut. Hit or miss, his hand literally explodes in that non-gibby way, fire and curls of smoke from the manmade explosion marking the first attack of the match with the kind of flair that the surrounding hobos like to see!
COMBATSYS: Zaki fails to interrupt Bomb Punch from Ralf with Chain Flip.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Ralf
Zaki brings her arms up and gives Ralf one hell of a glare when he starts coming at her, as if to ask him, 'You'd actually attack me?' Apparently so, and even as she tries to loop her chain around that incoming hand she fails to get the coils tight fast enough and is sent reeling by a punch to her stomach. Wrapping an arm around her middle, she staggers to her feet, "...Nice sucker punch. You won't get away with that again..."
Xiangfei can always count on Yuri to have her back! Though once she and Yuri are back with Shinobu, she explains, "Gingivitis is a disease you get from drinking too much ginseng, but I don't really have it, I used an ancient chinese technique called 'psyching out the opponent'. Mr. Jones was ready to fight me, now he's all out of whack," she grins rather smugly afterward.
Of course, Whip can't help but smirk when she notices Zaki using her chain, well, like a whip. This is somewhat amusing for the young Ikari. After all, a chain can be used in many similar ways as a whip... but it's less flexible, and heavier. Not to mention Ralf is used to fighting Whip, who favors the ability to chain together multiple lashes quickly with her whip. Not only that, but Zaki looks more like the dominatrix that everyone accuses Whip of being. Rocking back and forth on her heels for a bit, she comments towards Leona... though she may as well be talking to a brick wall depending on her comrade's mood, "This 'Mask' person is an interesting fighter. I wonder if this team just found the spazziest people they could find to join them."
*BOOM!*
Just like that, the first hit is made, sending another roar through the crowd! Some of them are cheering, while..others are booing him down for picking on a girl. Shame on him.
"Yeah?" he asks rhetorically, shaking his hand free of the chain, letting the links clatter upon the ground as he pullshis arm back. "You think so, kid? I'm not afraid of some Fisher-Price chains or some girl's emomask." Ka-ching, there's one endorsement made, that'll pay for his round of beers tonight! ..Well, it would if he were the sellout type. ..Which he might be, but not for some stupid kid's toys. Johnny Walker, he's lookin' at you.
Having gotten another round of trash-talking out of his system, again making the mistake of treating the fight more like a game than anything, there's room for Zaki to regain her bearings. Soon enough, Docta Jones runs in again, this time planting his left foot, raising his heavy right leg for a powerful kick to the girl's side, really hoping to bowl her the hell over and show Xiangfei-woogums just how out of whack he is!
Shinobu looks over to Xiangfei, and then offers a pastry up towards her, before showing two with the twist of her wrist, as if to offer one to Yuri too. The spaz is fuelled by the power of sugar, after all. She peers hard at the fight, watching intently. This is what happens when she leaves her videogame system behind; she actually comes to notice the world around her. Or at least a part of it. "So, is he supposed to be a gangster too?", she muses aloud. Well, he does have the rag and all.
COMBATSYS: Zaki dodges Ralf's Heavy Kick.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Ralf
Well at least it seems that Whip will at least get a verbal response from the blue haired Ikari. "I have seen two of them fight before. The one with the mask is a new face to me. So is the one who is eating and doesn't look like a boy." Aside from the quiet reply made to her team mate, Leona pretty much is a brick wall. She remains standing where she is and about the only movements she is making is when her eyes flick back and forth as Ralf and Zaki move about the ring.
Zaki throws her weight to her shoulder and rolls out of the way of that kick, pulling her chain along after her. Landing in a crouch, she turns on the ball of her foot toward Ralf and launches herself into the air, aiming a high kick toward his head. One could almost swear they could see a little shockwave at the flat of her heel.
COMBATSYS: Ralf blocks Zaki's Gankou Geri.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/----===|==-----\-------\0 Ralf
Xiangfei ooooohs, pastry! She gladly accepts, taking a big bite herself, and quirks an eyebrow, "A gangster? Do you live under a Rock? Mr. Jones and Mr. Steel are, like, mercenaries! I made a fan fiction about them when I was in high school," she explains, then pauses as she eyes Shinobus attire, ".. You aren't looking very tough right now, here, lemme fix you up," she reaches into her pocket, taking out a small bottle of glitter as she yells to Ralf who is doing a great job of being out of whack, "It's the end of the line for YOU, Doctor Jones! Bah ha ha ha ha!"
Ralf is totally the only boy on either team, Leona. It may be hard to tell with some of then, but he's pretty sure Xiangfei is a girl. She just..sounds like one, and what guy would wear bells on their heads?
Zaki's foot is quick, colliding with Ralf's palm with a semi-meaty smack as he leans quickly to one side, his left hand taking the shock of the impact, muscles flexing to keep his head from being kicked right the hell off! She might glean a quick look at the big lug's face, still grinning wildly, all pumped and excited as hell just to BE here. "Can it, Shortround!" he yells without looking away, his free hand already trying to simultaneously grab for his opponent's calf and hold onto her foot.
COMBATSYS: Zaki interrupts Super Argentine Backbreaker from Ralf with Chain Flip.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Ralf
Zaki is probably smiling just as widely, her eyes wild and fierce. As the meaty man reaches a meaty hand for her calf, she brushes her hands up along her leg and with a sudden rattle, twists a chain out of her sleeves and gives it a sharp pull to wrap it around the fellow's forearm. She gives a quick turn and pulls her body down, full weight going into hurling Ralf over her shoulder.
To Whip, Leona's response just confuses her. The one that doesn't look like a boy, which one is that? She squints her eyes slightly... thinking she needs glasses or something. Ah, nope, her eyes are just fine. Well, then again, these aren't your normal looking young women you're talking about. She just shrugs helplessly and then asks Leona, "Which one is that one?" She then notes Ralf going for an Argentina Backbreaker, and winces sympathetically for a moment. That wasn't a move she ever wanted to be caught in... and yet, Zaki manages to twist out of the move and return fire without taking too terribly much in the way of damage. Huh, lucky her... and what the Hell is that girl with the bells doing with that glitter?
Oh no! Upset! Far from being able to stun the crowd with his amazing ability to throw around and pick on girls, his efforts are turned against him! This time, the grasping chains are quick enough to bind his arm, tugging him over for the totally sweet body throw. Ralf lands on his back with a cry, but this manly thing, kind of like a grunt but sounding a little more hurt than that. Not much, though.
The sound of rattling chains barely has the chance to die down before Jones flips over onto his stomach, arms already pushing up as one leg pulls up beneath him. From there, it's a simply, quick matter to rise back up, pushing off with one foot as his bound arm strikes out at the mask-clad girl's head, a vicious right hook, then a backhand, followed by a couple more straight, heavy punches, each of which are accompanied with a loud burst of fire and the machine gun-like 'Aaatatatata!' rushing from Ralf's throat with the effort.
Shinobu looks over to Xiangfei. "Ehhh... you're so mean, Xiangfei!", she whines, pouting, and then blinks at the glitter, holding up her hands. "Ah, no, I don't need fairy healing..." She waves her hands, and adds, "I'm already full of guts!", pumping her arm, though her dress makes it less convincing.
COMBATSYS: Zaki dodges Ralf's Vulcan Punch.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Ralf
Speaking of glitter, Yuri looks to have been already Xiangfei'd. Meaning her hair has seen a bucket of glitter poured in and looks much like you might expect someone to look who has been thrown through a window. As if there were pieces of glass in her hair. Still Yuri doesn't mind lookking stupid apparently, as she is currently standing on the side lines with her team, dancing and shaking her bottom from side to side and impossible to distract.. Except by the offer of free food. Her eyes light up like Fei had dumped her faery powers into them and she looks at Shinobu with hunger. "I want a pastry yep."
Zaki just sort of raises her eyebrows as the big chunk of beef flies by... making... sound effects. She brings a gloved hand to her mask and coughs softly, then lashes her chain out at Ralf's neck. If she manages to snare him nice and good, she'll stick a knee in his back and garrote him a bit. You know, just playful-like. She won't let him DIE or anything. Probably.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Zaki's Chain Strangler.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/-======|====---\-------\0 Ralf
Shit. That didn't go so well! The poor man's fist does little but saturate the air with punches and fire, but god, did he show those Oxygen molecules! It'll be a damn long time until they mess with him again! ..Yeah.
A heavy puff is exhaled by the beefy, meaty, whatever kind of man he is as his fist drops, fingers uncurling and recu--no! The incoming chain is heard before it's seen, but Jones is, for once, proving to be a somewhat quick learner. His knees bend as he drops under the lashing links, powerful legs pushing off again as he dashes in beneath it. Going for the advantage of bulk, he steals a bit from Clark and just..tries to barrel right into Zaki, wanting to just tackle her down to the ground. Parents, cover your kids' eyes!
COMBATSYS: Zaki interrupts Strong Throw from Ralf with Chain Flip.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
Zaki sidesteps the meaty attack but leaves a foot in the way as she swings a loop of chain for one of his arms. She brings her foot up and the chain down at the same time, trying to flip Ralf over like the flying meatbun he is. "You're NOT my type! Ever hear of a shower?!"
Woosh! Once more, Ralf gets tossed over, like some salad. ..That's been tossed. ....Mm. Also, once more is that sound exhaled, and this time..the big guy just lays for a second, instead of just getting right back up and running in with fists swinging. This..is going to take a bit of stragety, as his mentor Bugs says. Much slower now, he turns and hefts himself up, loosening the chains from him as he does so. "I'll have you know.." he replies, rolling his shoulders and spreading his stance, hands now curled into tight fights that hang, bouncing occasionally, by his waist. "I showered for this occasion! Irish Spring, see? Smell!" Then, he lifts his left arm, inviting Zaki in.
That's nasty.
COMBATSYS: Ralf focuses on his next action.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
Xiangfei chomps down the rest of her pastry, and waggles her finger at Shinobu, "Who's being mean, I already explained to you that we have to -look- the part of Strongest! You.. Look like a cross between Yuna Braska and Asuk- Oh geez, Sakazaki," she winces as she looks to her best friend, "You put on -too- much! Man, you two will -never- have what it takes to be a kogal.... Now Zaki over there, she's a tru- Woah! Look at her! Don't do it, Mask!! It's a TRAP!!!" she screams.
Zaki takes full advantage of the reprieve to get some distance, swinging her chain at her side in a slow but strong rhythm. Xiangfei's statement of the totally obvious is not news to her, but an opening is an opening, even if it's a trap. Just got to evade the trap part. Tapping her foot in synch with the spinning of her chain, she whirls it around faster and faster till the tip begins to glow red, then casts it out in a tight spiral aimed right for Ralf's flank.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Zaki's Hakai no Tessa.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
For now, Ralf just sits back and watches, waiting.. His arm lowers again, knees bending while he shifts his weight between both feet, his gaze soon ignoring Zaki's foot in favor of her arm and the rhythmic swaying of that damnable chain. Just..wait..wait for i--there! The change in grip, the way the arm moves differently spurs Jones into moving. Lowering his bulk only a little more, he springs up, high up, a lot further than a man of his tremendous mass is usually able to! He travels in a mild arc toward the girl, but right at the apex, the jump changes. His body turns to face diagonally downward at her, coming with with the horrible fury of missing out on free beer, his right arm outstretched and giving him a Superman look, minus the gaytastical spandex. The speed with which he descends is all the force he needs, instead of just coming in swinging.
That's if you don't count the increasingly familiar, but rather LARGE localized explosion as he hits either the masked girl or the ground, quite likely leaving a noticable hole in the latter.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Zaki with Springing Dive Bomb Punch.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Ralf
*BOOM*
Ouch. It was sort of like staring down a freighttrain, hard to judge just how fast it's coming at you. And now poor Zaki's splattered all over the rails. It takes her a moment to stagger to her feet, hair singed, clothing mussed and torn, and a definitively PISSED look in her eyes. Once she gets her footing, she starts swinging that chain again, just like last time, except with one big difference. As she swings it, it begins to increase in speed much faster than last time, little sparks and flashes of energy dancing between the links and much of the chain glowing red hot. When she finally throws it at Ralf it creates a tiny shockwave, curling through the air like an angry viper homing in on Ralf's chest.
COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Ralf with Hissata Denkou Tessa.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/----===|=======\==-----\1 Ralf
Shinobu looks over to Xiangfei, and frowns. "I don't have to /look/ strong, just /be/ strong. Besides, the best heroes never look the part!" She beams, and then turns back to the fight, "Wow! Beat him like a doughboy, Hime!", she exclaims, putting her hands about her mouth.
Thus far, Whip has been enjoying the match. Sure, Zaki has gotten a few good hits on Ralf... but by and large, she has been trading weak blows for strong blows from Ralf. Then finally that last attack from Ralf was nothing short of impressive, and it sure looked like it hurt. She smiles, "Good job commander!" However, this is right before Zaki returns with... a rather interesting use of her chain. Huh, she never thought of focusing chi through Voodoo before. That would be an interesting avenue to explore... not only that, but it certainly did look painful enough. However, in comparison she can tell that Zaki is further along than Zaki is. And from the look of her other opponents, well, this will be an interesting battle to say the least.
What vengeance! The horrible wrath of Zaki is quick and fierce, giving poor Ralf very little time to do anything about it, as..well, he's still getting up! While he rises, he sees that hideous streak of snake-like linked energy screaming toward him, so..what's he do? He blocks!
Well, tries. Sneaky as hell, the 'viper' slips in under his arms, less of a stinging bite than it is an OWGODOHCHRISTWHYTHEPAIN<3 kind of moment. Leaning back, stumbling, almost falling on his ass, Jones barely recovers his footing, his left hand coddling the new hole in his shirt, covering the reddened, raw patch of manflesh. "Son of a bitch.." he mutters, his right hand lifting to the side of his face, rubbing only briefly. "A'right! All right!" With a deep breath, the guy once more runs in, as quickly as he can, the heavy tromping of boots closing the distance between he and Zaki rather quickly. A scant few feet away, Jones jumps up, a short one this time, swinging one leg around to join the other as both shove out in front of him, his body spinning lengthwise for the man's unique, crazy-ass looking drop kick. As he first lifts off the ground, his voice is loud, carrying even over the din of some of the crowd, the microphones managing to pick up the bellow of "RAAAALFU KEEEEK!"
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Zaki with Ralf Kick.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Ralf
Among the crowd there are more than just short mcshortpants Chinese people. There are short Japs as well and a group of them happen to be Takuma and some of his friends. For one they are here to cheer for both sides. Takuma is of course here to see his daughter, but the group as a whole are standing in a line without shirts, holding beers and having the letters R A L F all painted across their chests. He doesn't know much about the rest of the Ikari team this year, but Ralf, Clark and Heidern were a bunch of good fellows so he at least has to cheer on the older mercenary.
Zaki brings up her sleeve to wipe some sweat and grit from her forehead, still reeling from that meteoric attack. Again she seems to have underestimated the sheer beefiness that is Ralf and when she looks up to see how he's recovering she instead sees a boot coming her way. Though she makes a valiant effort to dodge, she still gets hit hard in the shoulder and does a neat little spin before hitting the ground. For a few moments she rests in the crater, eyes closed, breathing deeply... then suddenly sits up and whips a chunk of broken concrete at Ralf's head. So much for fighting clean.
COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Ralf with Thrown Object.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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Zaki 0/-------/=======|=======\=====--\1 Ralf
Xiangfei mnnns, puffing her cheeks to Shinobu, "Well yeah, but.. But.." Oooh she gives up, she can talk about totally rocksome outfits another time, she's starting to look a bit worried about Zaki now, and will admit to not have been paying really close attention, "Ooooi!! Show him your -spirit-, Mask!" she then cries, cupping her hands at her mouth, some concrete size spirit! "Guts wins over might, like paper to rock! Yoooosh!"
Success! The power of goofy yelling fills Ralf with LIMITLESS POWER, sending poor Zaki to the ground! Cheer, crowd! CHEER! Jones takes this time to pull himself up and lift his arms to those around him in celebration, thinking this match OVER!
*THUD*
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"OW JESUS DAMMIT OW!!" The bit of concrete nailed the man right in the back of the head, causing him to whip around quite suddenly with his left hand nursing the back of his head. "Stay DOWN!" he yells out, as he approaches the poor girl, slinging his right fist out for a simple, quick little pop toward her head, but still bearing the guy's impressive bulk behind it.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Zaki with Quick Punch.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Zaki 1/------=/=======|=======\=====--\1 Ralf
Zaki was barely getting up when that punch comes in toward her head. Her eyes flash open, looking brilliant against the dirty and scuffed skin and ripped up street around her. So she's wide-eyed and well aware when that fist impacts with her face, sending her head jerking back. The ganger slumps back, looking furious through her moments of clarity, though likely not at Ralf. A low, frustrated growl erupts from her chest as she looks back at the beefy man standing over her and with the last bit of spirit and rage in her body, she drives a kick up at him, her entire leg glowing with the force behind it.
Right up at Jones's... uh... Jones... Better watch the family jewels there, guy.
Whether she hits or not, that seems to be all for her and she stops moving, save a slow, shallow breathing.
COMBATSYS: Zaki can no longer fight.
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|=======\=====--\1 Ralf
COMBATSYS: Zaki successfully hits Ralf with Hissatu Inazuma Gankou Geri.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Ralf
And thus it's proven: a shot to the balls hurts much worse than a BIG DAMN CHAIN EATING INTO YOUR CHEST! So yeah, half the crowd just WINCES as Ralf gets nailed in the little babymaking mercenary and his dual ammo packs, the yell of pain rather...honest, open. Like a sack of rocks he falls to the ground on his side, clutching the boys with gritted teeth and a string of expletives. So ends round one, with Jones /eventually/ getting up, taking an ice pack given to him by one of the attendants, which hs promptly stuffs down his pants. That done, he hobbles over toward Whip and Leona for the commercial break, wincing with every other step. So much for having any little Joneses running around. By the time the next round is set to start, he at least looks...mm. Well, he's still wincing. Hard. God, just..god. Zaki's gonna pay for this, holy shit. Gone is that look of mirth and merriment, now.
COMBATSYS: Ralf takes a breather.
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|=======\=======\1 Ralf
COMBATSYS: Ralf takes no action.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
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Yuri 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|=======\=======\1 Ralf
And indeed, on the sidelines that Ikari team winces. Well, at least Whip does. Being just un-stoic enough to feel sorry for Ralf for being shot to the pills with a chi-powered kick. When he comes back hobbling towards the sidelines, she hands him his canteen to allow him a quick drink of water before he goes back out for the next match-up. "Errr, good job commander. Are you OK though?" she picks up a pack of bandages... and then pauses, "Though, if you're bleeding down there, you'll be bandaging yourself up." Yes, Whip does draw the line somewhere. And bandaging your commander's meat and two veg is way, way, way over that line!
"Alright!" Exclaims Yuri and hops into the ring, "Lets get this started!" The Kyokugen spaz throws some punches and kicks to the air then gives Ralf a wave and exclaims, "Yo!". And then the perverts, dirty old men (Takuma >.>) and dirty young men alike cheer for the acid ball as she makes some fan services, shaking her bottom and dancing in place for a moment or two. "Next up from Strongest! The karate babe, Yuri Sakazaki!" She waves and winks to the crowd and cameras then turns back to Ralf.
"Here I come, Ko'ou Ken!"
And Yuri draws back, gathers a warm pink glow and sends the gayness (and by gay we mean happy) toward Ralf to give him a kiss.
COMBATSYS: Yuri successfully hits Ralf with Ko'ou Ken.
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Yuri 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Ralf
Xiangfei covers her mouth when the mighty Zaki finally goes down, a small gasp passing her lips, but then gives a respectable applause... Uh, not that the gangster can hear it. She immedietly zooms on out though, no sense in letting her teamates waste any strength with Ralf still on the loose! With a little grunt, she lifts up the gangster, somehow getting her in piggy back position and huffs as she scuffles on back, "H.. Hey, we're n.. not out of it yet, girls!" she then cries, "Show 'em how Strongest! rolls, Sakazak- ak.. --Guah!" she falls flat on her face, twitching afterward. ".. H.. Help.. I'm gonna die.." she wheezes under the gangsters weight.
Shinobu stands up, and says, "Okay...", and then reaches with both arms, dragging Zaki off. "Uh, hello, doctor?", she says, as more professional medics take Zaki off. She pauses, couching over Xiangfei. "Why are you lying there?", she asks, as if she hadn't actually noticed.
Xiangfei says, "...."
Zaki mutters distantly, fading in and out of consciousness, "...I let you down. I wasn't strong enough." She tries to move and rolls partially off Xiangfei, wincing heavily as she does, but can't quite make it before the lights go out again. Three of her Brothers hurry over and help Zaki off Xiangfei, carrying their leader toward a cot so the paramedics can make sure nothing's broken, like her precious little life.
Aw, it's smoochies! Just what Ralf needs to get his mind off of the SEARING PAI--..wait. Wait, that's not a happy smoochie.
Still a bit ...well, QUITE screwed up from the shot Zaki bestowed upon him before falling unconscious, his first action is to move...forward. Having intended to simply rush in and put the hurt on the Mask-hime's teammate, his plan is ruined by some big pink-ass thing. He should be thinking a bit more clearly, and ends up..barrelling straight through it. It completely halts his forward momentum, leaning him back almost comically on one foot, but the other soon drops, and he resumes his charge. The fireball? Tch. It's nothing. Comparatively, anyway, something that doesn't register in his mind just yet despite how wracked his upper body is from the concussive impact. His yell is quite feral as he closes the distance on the brunette spaz, his right fist swinging out in a hook with such force that it sends him spinning further still. Instead of being idle, his left arm whips out in a horrible backhanded pimpfist-like blow, a planted foot stopping the spin for a long string of lightning-quick punches toward the girl's head, the air saturated with countless little explosions and streams of smoke.
You know..assuming he gets that far.
The description that Whip paints about the bleeding actually calls the brow of Leona to twitch some. She manages to not comment though and instead seems intent on waching Ralf prepare for the new entry. She has seen the Sakazaki girl in Southtown a few times and she can't say she has been impressed with her attitude. Maybe somehow through all this showing off and jackassery she is actually a decent fighter. "Whip, I will pull the commander out of the way if the kids manage to take them out. You'll go next." Afterall this is Whip's first true tournament and the girl does need to get broken in.
COMBATSYS: Yuri stops Exploding Vulcan Punch from Ralf with Saiha.
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Yuri 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|=======\-------\0 Ralf
Comming into the match, the very last thing in the world that Yuri had really wanted to see what Ralf exploding toward her with this huge punch likely to knock her head off. Err, and here she thought this was supposed to be a non-lethal tournement! For half a second Yuri looks like she is going to turn tail and just run for it, but instead she raises her hands, pushes herself into the stance and shouts, "Saiha!" which generates a shield of Pink Flower Power! . . Well not really, but it does seem to react with Ralf's own chi in a way which forms a solid barrier between them. Sort of like something magnetic, but all the same when all is said and done the two forces of chi meet and explode sending Yuri to land unceromonously on her behind. For a moment she sort of just sits there, stunned and groaning.
While his fist doesn't actually impact with anything, the unseen force does a smashing job of repelling Ralf's fist, making his efforts work much like trying to run into a functional wind tunnel. No matter how much force he puts into his swings, that damnable shield just..pushes back just as hard! Even the last swing, something he puts some real weight behind, falls far short of expectations, and Jones, he just..just steps away, taking a couple of deep breaths with the effort. "Christ, kid," he puffs, craning his head from one side, then the other as he pulls his right leg back, halting his assault for the time being. His nads still ache, and running was..probably not the best thing to do, there. "Good stop. I dunno how the hell you did it, but damn."
Thus does he stay put, relaxing his body as he exhales, tensing the muscles as he inhales, looking rather tired by now, his bangs sticking to his face with the sheen of sweat it's gained from the fighting and proximity to his own fiery blasts.
COMBATSYS: Ralf focuses on his next action.
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|=======\-------\0 Ralf
The girl picks herself up and gives Ralf a friendly smile and a "Thanks!" But all the fun was over, now it was time to GET SERIOUS... Which was a hopeless cause in Yuri's case. Incase it wasn't enough to just try and take the guy down, she even gives him a little warning by saying, "Here I come!" and starts to charge toward him then goes into a spinning kick and eclaims, "Chou Mawashi Geri!" the most pilfered move of all the tricks she calls her own, Yuri demonstrates an unnatrual understanding of the principals behind Self-Taught Ansatsuken, but if you mentioned that to Yuri you'd get the same sort of response a cat might give if you tried to put it in a tub full of water. Though how anyone could argue it was a Kyokugen move, when no one else in Kyokugen does anything remotely like it was a matter best left up to debate later. Following the little hurricane kick (which is infact aimed at Ralf) Yuri strikes a pose with one first back and the hand held out and opened with a "Hauh!"
COMBATSYS: Ralf interrupts Chou Mawashi Geri from Yuri with Galactica Phantom.
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|=------\-------\0 Ralf
See, it's all Ralf can do to keep the screaming from his Zaki-mangled tasty wheats from drawing all of his attention. Next time, he'll bring a cup. An Ikari-brand studded cup, something he can sport for the housewives watching at home or something. Yeah.
Anyway! Drawing in another breath, steeling nearly every muscle in his body, he watches Yuri hop, skip, jump, what the hell ever it is, that spinny little vortex of sneaker pain coming for him. His right hand, already balled, tightens its deathgrip on ..well, nothing, but that's not important. His upper body leans back, right arm extending, left hand placed on the right bicep, pushing back, like he's trying to hold it in place. GRR. GRR!
Hunched over as he is, Yuri's first kick collides with the wall of meat that is Jone's shoulderblade, doing little to jar the rooted mercenary. The other effects, however, are immediate. Like a pack dog let loose on an unsuspecting hound, the Phantom slings out, his muscles straining to put as much of his weight and force behind the single swing as he can. Much, much more harsh than the shell-like swings he was throwing around earlier in the fight, his fist slams into the poor girl's gut, Ralf's own body turning halfway around with the effort. He stays right where he is, breathing harder, hunched again with his hands on his knees.
His balls....have been avenged!
It's an interesting feeling that Yuri would probably rather never repeat again. You have spinning momentum in one direction which is suddenly jarred and sent in the OTHER direction compliments of big meaty fists of DOOM. Yuri is no exception to this hurt, many of the spectators make an 'oooooooh' sound groaning in sympathy or awe about the sound Yuri makes before being sent into flight. If ever a child points to a bird in the sky and says, "Mommy, I wanna fly," Yuri could say, "Go see Ralf, ya dumb kid." However none of that is going through her mind, not ponies, or air plains or trains or fish.. Just her father, in his mask, lecturing her about making foolish mistakes and how she needs to be more focused when she is in a fight. Well dad, perhaps you had a point about the whole focus thing, the girl thinks to herself and digs a small ditch in which to deposit herself in.
Dust settles. The officials lean foward and start to discuss amongst themselves. Did the Kyokugen spaz just get defeated in one hit..? At least it was a BIG hit.. But er no.. before the count can end Yuri gets up and yawns looking like she just took a nap, but her reddened eyes suggest that it was infact not a nice nap to behold. "Err.. I think someone just drove a car onto the field.. did anyone get their plate number..?" she looks around in a daze before taking note of Ralf standing there and says, "Oh yeah right.. fight.. Hereeeee I come.." She sort of staggers toward Ralf, much like you'd expect a drunk toddler to stagger toward a puppy her father was showing them. When she reaches him she reaches out as if to shake his hand, but instead goes for his crotch. For the record it probably isn't that she is trying to trick him, looking sweet and innocent and helpless, but more like her senses are so jarred she actually can't tell the difference right now. Then her other hand steadies and she instead goes for the collar of his outfit.. If by chance she gets it? Well gravity hadn't finished with her yet and Yuri starts to fall backward with an, "Aiiieee!" to drag Ralf with her.. er.. don't let him fall ON you Yuri!
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Yuri's Quick Throw.
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See..after Zaki, that area has like this MASSIVE PARANOIA FIELD going on. Apparently, anything directed that is going to set off some bigass alarms through Ralf's head. Danger! Danger! Manhood destruction imminent! DIVE! DIVE!
And that's ..no, that's not what Ralf does.
"JESUS!" is his cry, arms to his sides as he hops back, as if dodging some massive, swung weapon. "Enough with the low blows, come on!" Seriously, what gives? With his face twisted into a grimace at the mere thought of what might have happened, huffing another breath with the sudden expenditure of energy to move like that, he..guh. He wants to get this over with. He could just drop for the rest of the match and bring in the Ikari newbie, but..mm. He can't. Guy would be a laughingstock, giving up to girls!
Therefore, he steps back in, both big arms reaching out for Yuri's arms, hoping to hold those dangerous things to her side and, with a mighty grunt, send her skyward!
One of the people in the crowd that winces sympathetically for Yuri is, surprisingly, no on Yuri's team at all. However, she does know the kind of things Galactica Phantom can do to people. Hell, didn't she hear some kind of rumor that he punched a nuke with it once? Pfah, probably just a rumor... although, she admits mentally, a drunk Ralf would probably be crazy enough to do it. While putting the canteen and bandages she had out earlier away, she turns and listens briefly to Leona. A swift nod, and a salute, "I won't let you down, Leona." Of course, she then looks back out and into the battlefield where she watches a wary Ralf dodge a punch-drunk Yuri's attempt to grab him. She then states to her teammate, "That is, of course, assuming the commander doesn't decide to do all the fighting himself."
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Yuri with Super Argentine Backbreaker.
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|===----\-------\0 Ralf
Up and at 'em! The small girl is pretty easy to hoist up, though..there's a bit less of a roar from a good number of the crowd. Sure, Yuri's an accomplished fighter to be in the tournament, but..this is just some big guy picking on her! You can be damn sure the good old rasslin' fans are going to enjoy this one, though. As Yuri's airborn, Jones spreads his feet, rolling his head as he lifts his arms, palms up. He has to move just a step, but he's in the perfect place now; he catches Yuri right on her spine, the crunch of jarred joints rather evident to at least him, his jaw clenched under the impact. The hands catch her torso and legs, keeping her from just bending right over him, thankfully, and the girl is immediately discarded, thrown to the ground beside him.
Once more, he finishes with his hands on his knees, bent over and panting hard. "..Y..y'alright, squirt?" he asks, at least, looking over at the young fighter.
Picking herself up slowly Yuri gives a shaky nod and says, "Err, I think you would of been a much easier opponent if I got to you fresh rather than warmed up.. " Which is probably true, most of the pain Yuri has experienced has come from Ralf having gotten a warm up match. Still far be it Yuri to give up. "I really need to take you down.. So.. I'm going to have to hit you harder.. " The wobbly Kyokugen says politely to Ralf, "You're ahh.. really strong," she comments then draws a deep breath and exclaims "Chou upper!" and accompanies with an uppercut then "Chou- *cough cough cough*" If you ever wondered if the shouting was part of the move that depends on if her focus manages to nail Ralf with the series of uppercuts. She ends with a final, "Chou upper!!" Her fist shaking with apparent desparation, rather than emotion.
There is a bit of a smirk from the blue-haired Ikari while she listens to Whip. She gives a nod in reply then speaks to her while remaing focused on the match. "It is because he has two incentives. One, he doesn't want to lose so early in a fight against girls that are half his age. And two..." she trails off for a moment and she kicks the heel of her boot against an object behind her covered in tarp that emits a clang. "I promised him a keg if we won." She might be a unemotionless bitch, but damned if Leona doesn't know how to get her team mates motivated.
COMBATSYS: Yuri successfully hits Ralf with Yuri Chou Upper.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
"Ch-" She starts again then seems to realize she didn't actually have the momentum to go up again and sort of is left standing there after connecting with his jay with her fist in the air. "Errg, Do- I mean.. Yeah?" She staggers a little and then sort of breaths heavily then glances at Ralf who is still consciouse and makes a small whining sound. It apparently wasn't enough.
Ralf isn't unconscious! He's just..he's just resting his eyes. Mm. The girl's hit was hard enough though, coming at the hunched-over man that much sooner, snapping his head (and indeed, his entire body) back a thin string of blood arcing out on the girl in front of him, flowing slowly from his split lower lip. That..he can handle. It's..it was a fair hit, a man's hit. Not another cheap low blow.
Now it's his turn to get the count, but about halfway through, he grumbles, forcing himself to sit up, kneel, clutch himself rather openly in his trek to return to his feet. "Nng.." is all he really says, leaning forward and to the side, having to scoot one foot out to keep from falling right over. Boy just doesn't know when to stay down, does he? "Not yet.. Got..got too much riding on this.." Namely, a few hundred pounds' worth of beer, and the need to show Leona that he's not just some washed-up old man. That still hurt, girl. Hurt him right here. <3
Assuming Yuri's given him all of this time and not already flinging something at him, bearing down on him, whatever..he gets back into action, groggily, nowhere near as steady as he was, now that the bulk of his adrenaline has passed through. Again, he whips out a quick hook toward the lass, this time from the left, body turning with the motion, as if he just didn't care to stop himself. His right arm rises, elbow lifted for a followup attempt, before one final, harsh uppercut if he even gets THAT far.
COMBATSYS: Yuri dodges Ralf's Gatling Attack.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
Makes one wonder what Leona has planned to get Whip motivated. Of course, a keg of honey would work out pretty well in that instance. She nods towards Leona with a quick grin, "Ah, so I see. The Commander sure does enjoy the sauce." However, this is before she hears the crowd gasp in delight as Yuri, finally, manages to make a hit off of Ralf. Of course she has the natural underdog favoritism with some of those in the crowd considering how badly Ralf has hit her so far. It's like watching a dirty old man smack around a teenage girl... oh wait, that is what's happening, isn't it? However, it does look like that last hit, while it may not have rocked Ralf's world like some hits he has taken tonight, certainly did not help his situation. She just watches Ralf quietly, curious as to what he plans to do while being so on the very end of his rope...
From side to side Yuri weaves - like a master martial artist.. No wait, more like someone who is terribly drunk. Scratch weaving and instead put in staggering. There is such a lack of method to the maddness Yuri is presently displaying that the reason Ralf likely misses is more to do anticipating completely random actions and chances making her zip when she might of been expected to zag. Then for a moment Yuri realizes he missed her and sort of stares for a brief spell before comming to the conclusion that maaaybe she should hit him. Then faced with the memory of the LAST time she tried hitting him - and how much that bloody hurt, or at least having forgotten about the last two times and thinking three times back.. or *Yuri's player consults the script* rather the time that Yuri got TOTTALLY owned! Needless to say she's frightened by Ralf and does what frightened Yuri's often do. holds out her hands to shield her face and shouts "Saiha" (Director's note, she was supposed to yell 'Save me' but on top of being a spaz, she's also a really bad actress). The end result is being not exactly close proximity, but fairly close, her hands flair up in the normal fashion if a red shield, which if she manages to impact the hulking giant of a man facing her it will probably explode in his face.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Yuri's Saiha.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
While yeah, Ralf's about at the end of that rope, he's not totally out. It's amazing though, the tenacity of this guy, and Yuri's ability to keep out of the big, bad man's grasp after taking such heavy blows. Kind of like David taking on Goliath, only David's been a bit stepped on and Goliath forgot to wear protection under the loincloth.
His left foot, planted heavily to give him the support for his uppercut, doesn't even get a moment's rest! Immediately, it's forced to push hard against the ground, shifting the Ikari back, just barely skirting the edge of that energy shield, his right eye closed and visage wincing, apparently not totally sure if he was in the clear or not. God forbid he should step back more, but..it's in the heat of the moment! The front of his vest gets a bit singed and shredded from the whorl of chi, his bandana, its grip on his head already loosened by all the fighting, falls off the back of his head, left to sit in a lump on the cobblestones.
He just..doesn't really have anything more to say, here. He's really tired, and just..mmph. As soon as that shield is down, he lunges in, grabbing for Yuri's arm once more. This time, however, it's merely to chuck her away, into the soft, supportive crowd. Get away, get away!
COMBATSYS: Yuri blocks Ralf's Quick Throw.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
Though Ralf manages to get Yuri's arm and infact throws her, she flips around in mid air and lands on her feet. Slowly and surely the Kyokugen rises, and walks toward Ralf, her face covered in sweat and grime, her braid messed up in many places and broken glass covering her from head to toe - or wait, that's Xiangfei's glitter.
"There is a little boy that someone is trying to protect, they need to have money to do it, and to get money.. we need to win this fight.. Her little brother is in a hospital room and I'm getting beaten here because.. Because I'm not trying hard enough! I will not lose now and set it right!" Yuri's speach accompanied by tears streaming down her cheeks and a very dramatic Dan like pose.
Then without further pause, she extends her fist and aims a punch right for Ralf in the nose. It's quick and clean apparently intended to drop the biblical giant without a atheletic cup. And here she thought it was standard issue for military people.
COMBATSYS: Ralf blocks Yuri's Jab Punch.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
SMACK.
Thankfully, Ralf's nose is spared, at the expense of a weighted impact against his palm, arm muscles once more straining to keep the momentum from plowing into his face anyway. His fingers curl as they try to clamp down on her hand. "Tch! He'll live, if he's strong enough for it," is the merc's rather cold reply, immediately sucking his lower lip in afterwards to clean some of the blood from the split section. Taking a step back, he tries to give Yuri's hand a tug, turning as he does so, apparently ready to show the world his version of a living hammer throw.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Yuri with Strong Throw.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
Around and around, holding her just by her hand, Ralf is..probably making himself quite dizzy! His bootheels scrape against the stones with his turning until, finally, with a loud yell that would make even Zeus himself proud..maybe..he flings Yuri right out of the ring, one story up and into one of the poor schmucks watching the fight from their precious little VIP seat.
Doesn't mean Ralf's good, though. That done, he just..falls over, dizzy as fuck, and wanting to throw up a bit, arms out to his sides.
What a waste.. Yuri has played enough video games to know what happens when your head acts as a weight for your body which just sort of flaps through the air like a flag. She lands head first and looks like she wants to stay there. But.. she doesn't. The girl actually rises. She owes it to her team, (though right now she doesn't look particularly loving toward them) to try. She gives a charge and exclaims in weak voice, "I .. won't let you..." Won't let him what? Win? Too late for that Yuri, get away with that? He's really not to blame. Perhaps Yuri stopped speaking because she had no idea what she wasn't going to let him do. All the same she charges and goes into a flurry of kicks, unfortunately she seems to be seeing double so it's quite possible she's kicking at the wrong Ralf.
COMBATSYS: Yuri can no longer fight.
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Yuri's Hien Hou'ou Kyaku.
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|-------\-------\0 Leona
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|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
It's quite possible! Ralf, flat on his back, wheezing and panting, occasionally having to spit some blood to the side..thought Yuri was finished. There's no way anyone could survive that much du--...glass. People. Concrete. Whatever! At least her coming back in is something Docta Jones can see, albeit with a puff and muttering of "For the love of christ.." People need to stay down! ...He should take his own advice! With a quick 'hup!', he rolls over a couple of times, away from the rapid assault. Even as tough as he is, there's just no way in hell he can take another hit like that. Hell, a strong breeze would likely be enough to topple him over. Ending up on his side, propped up on an arm, stares as the girl, mouth open as if to say something. It's too much effort though, and his head hangs as he grudgingly pulls himself up, for the third time just slouched and resting his hands on his knees, arms locked straight. "Christ, did you eat your wheaties today or what, kid?" He's not going in for the kill, he's just..watching and waiting, to see what the girl does. That's some resiliant shit if she's still good to go after all the punishment he's given her; bigger men have pussed out long before this point!
Barely on her feet, Yuri has her hands on her knees and doesn't look like she can even move. With a glance over her shoulder she says, "Tony was right.." and keeps walking through the crowd. They er.. well sort of part for her, it really wasn't THAT impressive of a display, almost any of the fighters could of done it, still it's hard to say what she's playing at. Though it isn't long before she adds, "Good luck Strongest!.. I'm done, so do your best to win, I'll root for you for the rest of the tournement if you do." Apparently Yuri thinks she's dropping out of the team, thinking that she failed them or something. She gives Ralf a weak thumbs up (considering she looks about as strong on her legs as a newborn kitten) then keeps walking.. er.. staggering, or more like dragging herself.
Phew. Honestly, Jones is relieved. He can finally take a breather, and he doesn't have to punch the kid anymore! Double victory!
"Ah, don't kick yourself over it, squirt. I've got twenty years' experience over you!" Amazingly, he's being a rather good sport about it..at least from his perspective. He's not flat-out boasting about how much she sucked, or anything. It's a big step for him! "I..am gonna rest these bones a bit, god.." With that, he forces himself to stand up straighter, walking back over toward Whip and Leona, sitting heavily in the free chair there next to them, the thing groaning under his weight. "Water," is the only thing he says to the two girls, sprawling out and sitting back, taking full advantage of this well-deserved grace period.
COMBATSYS: Ralf takes a breather.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> /////// ]
|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
COMBATSYS: Ralf takes no action.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> /////// ]
|=====--\-------\0 Ralf
And at the end of the second round, Whip is startled. Ralf went into that fight with quite a few wounds - Hell, he was limping all funny... is still limping kinda funny. Is it that her commander is that strong, or that their opponents just are that weak. Sure, the 'Mask' looked pretty hardcore, and Yuri was dressed in a gi... but they both seemed young. As young as she is, in fact. When Ralf drops his heavy half-beaten body into the chair sitting beside her, Whip quickly grabs the canteen she had offered him earlier. She smiles, "Good job commander. Just one more, and we have this all wrapped up." At about this time she notices something red lying in a crumpled heap upon the cobblestones in the middle of the ring. She then says to Ralf, "By the way commander, you left your bandana in the ring. Would you like me to retrieve it for you?"
"Uh?" Ralf kind of stares blankly at Whip for a few seconds as he pulls from the canteen, taking a heavy guzzle down his gullet. Soon, his brain starts connecting the words, and you can almost see the little lightbulb popping up over his head. Then, his hand joins it, feeling around, fingers sifting through his hair. "Shit!" He never even noticed! "When did that happen?" he asks, wiping his mouth with the back of one hand, handing the other to Whip in the process. "I'll just pick it up when they bring out their next fighter, I guess.." Damn. His bandana, his love.
Leona just smirks slightly when Ralf plods over to take his small break. "Good job, commander..." she says quietly while she calmly looks over across to where the other team stands. Only one more to go. Does Ralf have enough energy to take out the last or will Whip or her have to take over? Either way Leona has full confidence in both Ralf and Whip that this last fighter will be taken out before she ever has to step up to finish things. Then again you never know how things could turn out in these situations.
When Yuri reliqunishes the field, Shinobu's demeanor immediately changes. Rather than taking this lightly, she gets a really dead expression on her face. It's the sort of expression one might get when one is entirely too angry to react immediately. And so, she rises from her seat, keeping one hand on her hat to keep it from blowing off, and walks out into the 'ring'. She looks to Ralf, staring at him intently as she waits for him to retake his position, and then rubs her neck, rolling her head around for a moment, and then resumes the look she's giving him. "Don't worry about stupid things like that... it pisses me off...", she says in more of a plain, faintly whiny tone. Though she's clearly upset by the current series of events, it's contrasted with her odd choice for fighting garb.
And Ralf sits there for another few seconds, until finally urged back in by the refs. He looks a bit better off than he ended the last fight; he's got his breath back, and some kind of clear gunk smoothed over the split in his lip. Rest assured that it burns like a bitch, though! One can see Ralf kind of shifting his expression, trying not to lick at the stuff like some dog getting peanut butter spread on its nose. Crazy mutts.
When he gets to his starting place, the now-sullied strip of tape, he leans way back, hands by his kidneys, stretching his joints and starting to loosen his muscles up a bit from the brief interlude. "Huh.. Sure you wanna fight in that?" he asks, bending over to pick his bandana up. He undoes the knot, flicking the fabric out a few times with sharp snaps, then fits it atop his crown again, making sure the thing is good and secure this time. "This is your chance to save your team from a total upset, y'know that? Think you've got what it takes, squirt?"
At least now, he can grin a little, the pain in his little Ikari having subsided enough to keep from walking funny.
Shinobu reaches behind her black, and then pulls out a wobbly bubble. She looks at Ralf through the distorted bubble. "I don't think about dumb things like that...", she says dimissively, and then lowers it. "... I'm just here to win." She then tosses up the bubble, and then swings her arm out wildly, striking it. It becomes a blue oval o' chi as it flies at Ralf, her arm left at a perfect extention despite the sloppy, amateurish punch. But the projectile isn't simply a blast - it'll detonate in a high arc once it contacts Ralf, the ground, or anything else in its way.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu successfully hits Ralf with Petite Pop.
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Shinobu 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> ////// ]
|======-\-------\0 Ralf
Well, that was.. ...That was.. What the fuck was that?!
The bubble does enough to draw Ralf's attention, his face taking on one of those 'what the holy hell?' expressions. Shinobu's apparently not the only one making something appear sloppy, and the Ikari really will deserve a lashing from the others later about falling for such a lame trick. So off-guard is he that when the real projectile comes for him, he's just too enthralled to really defend himself properly! Knocked onto his back from the force, he grits his teeth and is actually rather quick to get up to a crouch, half because he'd just had his breather, half because he's actually a bit irked at himself for falling for that. "Tch. Odds are against you on that."
Leaning his body forward, he punches the ground in front of him, one of the stones cracking with the impact. He pushes up and forward, a strong hop that, once more, sends his body spinning as if he pushed off-center, feet extending in front of him on a collision course with the ditzy-looking girl's face. Once more, he cries out "RAAAALFU KEEEEK!" as he spins in his horribly ungainly drop kick.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Ralf Kick.
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Shinobu 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> ///// ]
|=======\-------\0 Ralf
Shinobu gets blown back, and falls back, wincing heavily in pain. She stands back up again, and says, "... I can't lose... it's too important.", in a determined tone. She then frowns and then says, "So.. get out of my way!", angrily, and then suddenly leans forward as if having lost her balance... and then changes her momentum, spinning once as she lashes out with a wild backhand. Though clearly an untrained and utterly unrefined strike, the swing covers a surprising amount of space in just a moment, as Shinobu tries to put some pressure on the older fighter.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Shinobu's Strong Punch.
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Shinobu 0/-------/--=====|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> ///// ]
|=======\-------\0 Ralf
Can't lose, got things to do, too important.. BAH! BAH!! The needs of everyone in this tournament are different, if they expect anyone to roll over for another..tch. They'd be in for a horrible disappointment come round two!
As soon as Ralf's feet collide with the girl's face, he drops to the ground on his chest, immediately harboring a wince as his fist finds itself ground against that same, raw spot that Zaki's chain lashed against earlier. It makes him a bit slower to get up, turning as he crouches, starting to sta--WOAH! Dropping back to his knees, Shinobu's swing barely passing over his head, brushing against the bandana enough to nearly pull it off, but not quite! Leaning forward again, he tries a sprinter's dash, though far less nimbly, obviously. His left hand straightens the red and green cloth, its importance in keeping hair out of his face invaluable so far, his right arm out to try and kind of..hook around the other fighter's midsection.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu blocks Ralf's Super Argentine Backbreaker.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> ///// ]
|=======\-------\1 Ralf
Shinobu is hooked... and tossed up, but manages to twist in midair like a cat fumbling to try and land on its feet. But rather than just land, her feet come to together as she falls towards him, and then her weight finally rights, and she somehow comes down like a missle, hard enough to crack the poorly-maintained street this fight is taking on. Her style is an odd mix of amateurism and natural agility, and though Ralf's speed and power are clearly superior, she seems to be reacting in an instinctive, no-thought fashion at this point.
COMBATSYS: Ralf blocks Shinobu's Light Kick.
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Shinobu 0/-------/-======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> //// ]
|=======\-------\1 Ralf
As volatile as Shinobu's descent may be, Ralf's defense is strong, now on guard for any weird-ass..bubbles or whatever.
In the process of moving under her, he sees the flip easily enough, aborting his plan to catch the other fighter on his head in favor of something far sturdier: forearms. Big, thick, powerful forearms, big struts of muscle that are more than adequate to take the blow. Whether she bounces off of him, jumps..whatever, both hands lift up quickly, attempting to latch onto her ankle.
His intentions are pure, however, no matter what kind of view he may get up that dress. Dirty old man.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Strong Throw.
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Shinobu 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> //// ]
|=======\-------\1 Ralf
Beyond that, his move is amazingly simple. With a manly heave of effort, his muscled arms all but pluck the girl from the air, doing little but slamming her down into the street a mere two, three feet away from him. He's not going to be a popular man when the media comes around.
Shinobu is slammed down, and then presses herself up with her arms. She's silent as dust falls from her bruises, and she then turns to Ralf. "Okay... yayayayayayayayaya!", she cries out, lashing out with a barrage of punches as soon as she rises with her right arm, trying to catch the military man off guard with the speed of her ascent. The punches themselves are random and furious - too fast to distinguish any one strike - as she loses any semblance of subtlety in her assault.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu successfully hits Ralf with Rumble Punch.
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Shinobu 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> / ]
|=======\==-----\1 Ralf
Boy, it didn't take long, did it? After throwing Shinobu do the ground, he already has to take a second for a short-lived pant, standing up straight as he touches the edge of one middle finger to the split in his lip, wiping that lovely, numbing gunk he had spread across it between fights. In fact, he's right in the middle of that when she starts getting up, just..just totally ripping off his Vulcan Punch! Sure, she lacks the fire and smoke and shit, but..HE MADE THAT ATTACK!
Ironic that he also fell for it. His hand is punched right into his nose with the first blow, eyes scrunching shut as he backs away. Amazing how his hand lowers to protect his groin so quickly, leaving the rest of him exposed for the hits that just..that're just too strong for such a girl to be throwing! A few shaky steps are taken back, the man nearly tipping over once again, saved from the embarassment by one more step. "Keh! Ack.." Ugh. Closing his mouth, his throat makes this god-awful sound, and..he's actually hawking up a loogie! Nasty! Spitting the gob to the ground, he looks back to Shinobu, teeth streaked with red by the freshly-agitated wound that's stretched even wider than it was before. It hurts, yeah..but that just makes the fight more fun! Builds character, right?
Opting to run back in for the offensive, his right hand is already up as his left snaps out, slinging the mix of saliva and blood to the floor. It's a wicked right hook, again, the yell rumbling from his throat indicating just how much he's really having to push himself to do this. Hit or miss, his body turns, looking nowhere near as in control as it was before, his left hand still out and going for the backhand when he's whirled around.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu blocks Ralf's Exploding Vulcan Punch.
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Shinobu 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> / ]
|==-----\-------\0 Ralf
Shinobu is slammed by the punch, but rather than being obliging enough to stand and get battered, she kicks backwards with her feet... 'rolling' with the attack. Even so, she's sent flying through the air by the blow, but it at least gets her out of Ralf's further assault as she skids to a halt nearby. She frowns, and says, "Hey, shouldn't you be falling down when I hit you?", she says, as if Ralf might be missing out on his cue. "Man, whatever...", she whines, before then suddenly taking a couple steps forward, and leaps at Ralf at high speed, her leg going out at a slightly bent angle. It's a flawed version of the classic 'kung-fu!' kick popularized by some Chinese fighters... though 'flawed' is far from 'harmless'.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Shinobu's Light Kick.
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Shinobu 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> / ]
|==-----\-------\0 Ralf
Actually, it's very harmless!
"Ah.. Hah.." He really has to force those words out after he's done swinging, that sheen of sweat returned anew. He has to shake his head, freeing the curls of hair from being stuck to his skin. "Not..done yet...runt.." Phew. That's about when she starts attacking again. Drawing in a quick breath, it's like an act of god for Ralf to move his bulk, leaning his upper body back and to the side, turning away from the move inspired by many a classic movie star. As his shifts, his right fist comes up, swinging...well, at her height, right at her ass. It's an ass-punch, one that will do a wonderful job of helping her momentum if it hits, while likely ruining her balance. Ideally, anyway.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Strong Punch.
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Shinobu 1/=======/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> / ]
|==-----\-------\0 Ralf
Shinobu gets slammed back, stumbling as she buckles over, and then turns about... and then just moves to grab Ralf like some schoolyard brawl, trying to shove him to the ground, gritting her teeth as she tries to fight on despite the fact her body is battered beyond anything a girl her age should be withstanding... even if it's nowhere near the punishment Ralf has taken so far. Still, she refuses to give up, despite the bleak picture before her.
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Shinobu's Quick Throw.
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Shinobu 1/=======/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> / ]
|==-----\-------\0 Ralf
Standing on the sidelines, Whip just watches as Ralf just... doesn't stop. He doesn't stop. He's still in there, hammering away, and Shinobu is withering almost as fast as he is. However, she can tell by now that he's in serious pain. Sure, Ralf is a tough old brute, but even he has his limits. Turning towards Leona she gives some hand signals. Apparently some sort of military sign language, used normally only on stealth missions. She then crosses her arms again and continues watching the fight. At a moments notice, she appears ready to spring in and finish the battle in her commander's stead. Should he prove not able to finish it himself, of course.
Hurt? Yeah. Tired? Fuck yeah. Needing a nap and TWICE his weight in beer after this is all done? YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT!
Though, as nice as the beer is, Ralf's own motivations for holding on now are just as superficial. The thrill of fighting like this, holding out for this long against such odds, showing what a true bastard he is in front of the world, watching on TV..it's exhilirating! Running on little but steam and occasional pumps of adrenaline, it's an act of god, almost, that he's still up and about. See that, kids? Try to pick on an old man, huh?! He'll show you! GET OFF HIS LAWN!
Something like that..at least, out of his personal space! Shinobu comes in again, treading on his territory; schoolyard brawling. He'd grin at that if he had the energy, but no..his jaw is hanging slack, and he manages to force himself barely out of harm's way. This time, he doesn't punch, kick, any of that. He reaches out, trying to grab a hold of her arm as he moves behind her, doing his best to slip a boot between her feet and kick one out, going for an altered police drop that Heidern showed him; if he's successful, his bulk will just fall on Shinobu, with her face-down, an arm and leg of his coiled and gripping hers, as if going for a pin.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Strong Throw.
- Power hit! -
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Shinobu 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> // ]
|===----\-------\0 Ralf
Leona tilts her head to the side some while watching. Ralf really is showing why he is one of the baddest dudes around. Even if the other team is mostly girls that are untrained like Whip and her they are all good fighters in their own right. Yet Ralf seems to be finding extra bits of strength here and there to keep going and not go down. She actually grimaces some at that last hit and she shakes her head softly. "I hate to admit it, but I don't think we can't tease the commander for awhile after this one." No, this time the old man deserves a break from being joked with and for sure deserves the tarp covered keg that rests behind the blue-haired Ikari.
Shinobu gets slammed down hard, biting her lip so hard it draws blood... and then she gasps, but resists crying out. But as it happens, she lashes out with her free leg... and there's a *pop* as it twists over to an impossible angle towards Ralf's chin, managing to bend her leg until she dislocates it. Hopefully, his own grapple will make the desperate attack hard to avoid... deeply desperate.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu has reached second wind!
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Shinobu 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> // ]
|===----\-------\0 Ralf
COMBATSYS: Ralf dodges Shinobu's Light Kick.
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Shinobu 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> // ]
|===----\-------\0 Ralf
Shock.
Shock and Awe, as it were. This entire fight... this 3v3 match, she hasn't done a thing. She has stood there, the entire time, and watched. The sheer amount of skill... it's beyond amazing. Her eyes are as wide as dish plates after seeing what has happened tonight. She winces as well from that last attack. She now know from how Shinobu looks that there is just no way she's getting back up after that.
And again, another shock... because Shinobu doesn't look done yet. She looks over towards Leona, "Despite the fact that his opponent is still standing, Leona, I agree. That is one bad dude..." Yes, that statement was a bit out of character. Then again, there has been something very off-kilter about this entire thing. Ralf is decimating fighters of her skill level and greater, and he's still up. Hell, he even dodged that last hit of hers! She just shakes her head in disbelief, as if trying to bang the television set within her mind to show her what is really happening.
The sound of the girl bringing her own leg out of its socket is just..gut-wrenching. At least it's not from his actions, however, else he might start feeling REALLY shitty.
"CHRIST!" is yelled again, the big 'bad dude', as his teammates say, again rolls out of harm's way, barely. Laying on his back, his chest rises and falls with his breathing, hands turning to flatten against the pavement. Move, asshole! Move!
Gritting again and groaning loudly, jaw actually opening for that, Jones reaches out, trying to grab Shinobu by the waist, upside-down and backwards. Thankfully, girls are light, and easy to move around, which is what he REALLY needs for this move; it's a simple attempt to put her up on his shoulder, upside-down, aiming to let gravity and his weight do the work once again.
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Northern Lights Bomb.
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Shinobu 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> // ]
|====---\-------\0 Ralf
Shinobu tries to get up, her eyes becoming pinpricks as she mumbles, "I can't lose... because a life depends on it." Then, she realizes her hip is going all funny and hurty... and then Ralf has her, slamming her back down. For a moment, she lies there, before suddenly spinning about, kicking about like a breakdancer or Capoeira master, but with a bit less 'rhythm' and a lot more 'flail'. And then, she pushes herself up on one arm, flying up a short bit to throw a flying punch at Ralf... upside-down.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu successfully hits Ralf with The 37th Chamber.
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Shinobu 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
> ]
|=======\-------\0 Ralf
And thus ends to epic tale of Ralf!
As exhausted as he is, it takes him a bit to get up, giving Shinobu all the time in the world to do her act, the flailing barely seen by Ralf, and what he does seem kind of goes in slow motion, such is his view of the world right now...himself included. He sees that fist coming, he knows he needs to get right out of the way. ..He doesn't, obviously.
With a fresh spray of blood of sweat as his nose is rather painfully impacted, Jones staggers back. His right foot plants down though, and with the last of his willpower, swings back forward, looking as if he's about to headbutt the poor girl..while upside-down. Hm. Whatever he was planning, it ends up with him simply falling forward, quite likely to, once more, trap her under his meaty bulk if she's not quick enough to get out of the way. Hell..he's not even away halfway through the retaliation; he's out.
COMBATSYS: Ralf can no longer fight.
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Shinobu 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
COMBATSYS: Ralf successfully hits Shinobu with Quick Throw.
[ < > //////////////////////////////]
Shinobu 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
Shinobu gets slammed down along with Ralf. Well, say what you like, but she finally felled the beast. She crumbles to the ground, though the real tragedy in Shinobu's seeming failure is left unknown to most viewers. Despite her fierce determination, even her body can only take so much.
COMBATSYS: Shinobu takes no action.
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
COMBATSYS: Shinobu can no longer fight.
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Whip
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Leona
So that appears to be all she wrote. Ralf finally fell, but he did manage to take out the whole team on his own. Only when the announcer says the fight over does Leona start to move to collect Ralf from where he lays. With surprising strength she manages to heft him up and drag him off to the Ikari side of the fighting area. "Looks like you will get your licks in next round." she tells Whip in passing then kicks the tarp covered keg. "Make sure to bring that with you. I can't carry both. The old man may be out right now, but Leona has a feeling later on she and Whip will be hearing him boast about this fight for the next several days.
And Ralf, he's..wow. He's out God only knows what position the two fighters might be lying in, but the refs are quick to come in and check them out.
Jones, he..when the flash light is shined in his eyes, he mutters, still breathing, still alive. When Leona gets to him, one of the guys had JUST cracked his nose into place, issuing a loud yell of searing pain, pretty much his entire pain resistance eaten up by the long...LONG fight. At some point, as he's carried, he passes out again. He does this a few times, barely hanging onto consciousness, dragging it back whenever it slips away too long. Although..his one arm, it tries to reach out toward the keg, as if of its own volition. Baby want.
COMBATSYS: Leona has left the fight here.
> //////////////////////////////]
|-------\-------\0 Whip
When Leona comes by, Whip just nods to her... and then looks down at the keg of beer that she's supposed to carry. Well, in all honesty, she doesn't know whose heavier - Ralf, or the Monstah Keg. Regardless, she turns towards the Strongest! side of the field. Snapping a quick salute, before performing a smart about face and going to the keg. She huffs loudly as she manages to -lift- the keg all by herself. Amazing for such a young woman to do so, but she's a trained fighter after all. She can handle this no problem... though, well, her knees are wobbling just a bit. After that she carries the tarp covered package off the field and towards the rest area set up for Ikari.
While leaving the field, she wonders to herself mentally... has Ralf been holding back all this time? Has he just pretending to be a drunk, lazy soldier whose skills were barely better than her own? Who knows. All she knows is that it'll be a night of laughing and drinking at the Ikari base - which is not exactly a good thing for Whip and Leona.
COMBATSYS: Whip has ended the fight here.
Ralf just 'buh's and 'mmprabnle' now and then, flopped over Leona's shoulder. Isn't he cute, all beaten, bruised, and bloody?
Suddenly, Shinobu sits back up, throwing a punch... as if not quite aware she's supposed to be unconscious yet. Third Wind? Nah. The facts of physics and biology and repeated blunt trauma work their way on even her dense brain, and she only manages a "Brother...", before slumping over for good. Her team medics - which is to say, some of Zaki's subordinates - then manage to drag her off, assisting the more official, and thus less trustworthy, medics. It's over, folks. Nothing more to see.
Log created by Whip, and last modified on 00:31:03 06/04/2005.