Description: D! narrowly triumphs over Rolento in a close match. (Winner: Heavy D!)
Yeah, Live from Southtown, it's Saturday Night!....FIGHT! Starring HEAVY D! And Rolento!! Featuring...hold on...wait a second....this isn't some two bit late night variety show, it's a knockdown rough and tumble fight for glory! No special guests, no musical performances! Just an audience, a place to fight, and two people knocking the jack crap out of each other! It's the AMERICAN WAY...or would if Southtown were actually part of America.
In any case, the match has been drawn. Heavy D!, the Wedgehawked, Eagle-tattooed boxer from Metro City, is to fight the military madman...er...mastermaniac....scratch that, masterMIND, Rolento! And as far as the former of the fighters? He's just waiting in his designated of the fighting area, testing his handwraps idly. He's actually bee looking forward to this fight, after seeing what Rolento could do in Metro after fighting Tony. And the fact that he seems to be...well, rather unhinged to the point of using grenades in public...well, he kinda wanted to take him to task for blowing up parts of the old neighborhood. So, now the only question is...where's Rolento?
Although any illusions about Rolento being tardy despite not the slightest sign of him will be for naught; As exactly when the time for designated fighters to be within the ring comes by, there's the loud sound of a descending helicopter. For a few seconds it's not visible over the buildings, until the tan Russian-surplus chopper whisks into sight. It quickly approaches the fighting arena, sending down massive whafts of wind that cause some of the crowd to startle and cover their ears; Random garbage is blown to and fro, and more then one dress is rather precarious to say the least.
And perching out of the side door is the commander of the Utopian Revolution army, Rolento Schugarg. He then literally leaps over the edge, despite hovering three stories above; The dive slows down almost immediately from the nigh-invisible zipline, before Rolento whisks around and cuts it with a flash of knife to land in a crouch. The rope is immediately retracted, and the helicopter raises to begin circling the arena at a far less annoying sound and wind level; Ten stories, give or take, although why it doesn't just leave is up in the air.
Standing up at attention, Rolento smoothly twirls his baton before snapping the tip to just above his eyes in a firm salute. "You are a friend of Tony Styles! Potential, above-average fighter! Yet this is not an assessment, civilian!" Snapping down the baton, Rolento then slides his stance to the middle, focusing his weight and striking his palm heavily. "You will fight me at 110%! Anything less is a guaranteed loss! Understood?!"
....attention whore.
That's what D! might call Rolento if he were inclined to use such words so casually. Instead, he just stares up through squinted eyes as the chopper whips the air around him and the crowd in an almost painful sting, his hair almost tossed out of his wedgehawk thanks to it. As soon as Rolento lands from his zip-line aided drop, he glares. Ain't he cocky, huh?
Frowning at Rolento, the boxer known as D! simply gives the military man a hard glare. "...I wouldn't say friend, but I know him." He then smirks at Rolento at his 'order'. "Might say the same to you. Looks like we're on the same wavelength. Even if you're a grenade tossing fool." Abnormally harsh words from the D!, even as his fists raise into his stance, goatee seemingly bristled at the commando's presence.
And finally? There's that call out that both of them were waiting for: "FIGHT!!"
COMBATSYS: HeavyD has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: HeavyD focuses on his next action.
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COMBATSYS: Rolento has joined the fight here.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Rolento
Merely observing HeavyD with a sort of calculating edge, Rolento doesn't appear to be even the slightest bit ruffled by those particular words. He's absolutely ready for any assault the other might throw, that much is certain. "Negative. I have observed your previous exhibition matches and Saturday Night Fights. You are significantly weaker then me, civilian." No response to the part about throwing grenades; Why bothor? Engaging in pointless banter influenced by spikes of emotion is not condusive to winning a conflict on even moral grounds.
And as such, Rolento abruptly crouches down. The baton is tightly pressed, flexing down to a C shape before Rolento then releases while leaping forward. With a sharp twang, he's then hurtling towards the other fighter while lifting it overhead. "EXECUTE!" is snarled out, before dropping the heavy shaft of wood in an attempt to send HeavyD sprawling to the ground with a hellishly sharp strike to the face. He lands perfectly regardless, not seeming open in the slightest after that unique little strike.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Rolento's Mekong Delta.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Rolento
HeavyD snorts at Rolento. Again, that nice prejudgement. Rolento seems fond of that, doesn't he? "Really?" Suddenly, as man springs forward and swings for his head, the boxer snaps his arms up, letting both forearms take the brunt of the strike. "GNHh...how do you know if you've never fought me?" he asks, grunting as he pushes the baton away. "You never know what someone can do until you fight them," he shouts, doing a little lecturing as he snaps forward. Even if Rolento doesn't seem open, it doesn't keep D! from trying to find some sort of opening, his right hand snapping out several times in searching jabs in hopes of finding a hole in his guard.
COMBATSYS: Rolento endures HeavyD's Light Punch.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Rolento
There's not even the slightest attempt to dodge the punch. Instead Rolento capitalizes in HeavyD's own motion, as he twirls his baton around with a devestating amount of speed before wrenching it out towards the side of the boxer's head in a literal blur. It would hurt significantly more then a standard blow, that much is certain. "You were a mediocre combatant from my research. But impress me today and you might have a place in my army at an introductory level!" It doesn't sound like it's meant to be mocking; Not to mention the fact that HeavyD will likely have found that it would be like punching a slab of stone. Apparently he's not fragile in the slightest. Assuming the first struck hit the mark, Rolento will then backhand in another whirlwind spin, before unleashing a devestating uppercut in an attempt to once more get HeavyD acquainted with his inner bird; At least, in terms of flight...
COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Rolento's Patriot Circle.
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|=------\-------\0 Rolento
"Your army?" D! asks increduously. Even if his right arm is busy jabbing Rolento, his left hand doesn't remain idle. once the baton snaps toward his head, he opens his fist and takes the hit on his palm. The sting is more significant than that which he felt on his forearms. Sure, Rolento seems solid, but then again, most good boxers feel quite solid...at least until you work their body enough. Then they soften like an overused punching bag. And that's what Heavy D! seems to be banking on here as he tries to grab hold of that baton, his right fist curling up again and swinging for Rolento's gut with a significantly more powerful punch.
[OOC] HeavyD says, "More if."
COMBATSYS: Rolento blocks HeavyD's Reverse Stomach Buster.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Rolento
The punch is definitely significant, but Rolento merely drops his baton. Grasping the other end with his free hand, the punch impacts the stout wood in the middle; It bends, apparently more then it should be capable of without snapping, yet almost completely absorbs the devestating blow. Releasing the tip, with a >boing< HeavyD's fist is thrust away. "Respectable defense thus far! But now you are open!" And then Rolento does a Scouter Jump, yanking off a grenade in the same instance to drop upon the ground. Clack. Clack. And it rolls right between HeavyD's legs, making it all the harder to stop. Landing a good five meters away, Rolento then snaps his fingers just as it detonates. The ground shakes a moment, concrete shattering with pieces flying in the air. It might not be comfortable in the slightest. "FIRE!!"
COMBATSYS: HeavyD negates Grenadier from Rolento with Blast Upper.
- Power hit! -
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Rolento
Ok, that's a bit more than some simple stick, it seems. In any case, once D!'s fist bounces back, he frowns at the commando, trying to pull his guard up again. But then...he hears the sound of that grenade dropping to the ground. "Oh crap." Backstepping a couple of steps quickly, he winds his left arm around down to his waist. Just as the grenade's about to explode, D! swings out his arm in a quick uppercut, chi bursting from the ground toward the grenade out of that arc. "BLAST UPPER!" he shouts, is explosive attack meeting the explosion of Rolento's grenade in a nice clash of concussive forces, seemingly cancelling each other out. "You were saying?"
This is somewhat surprising for Rolento. He merely stands up straight, tapping his palm with his baton. "Initial forecasts of your abilities appear to have been misguided. Impressive." A casual admittance to what's rather unable to be denied; HeavyD's performed perfectly thus far, yet Rolento is quite confident that he is more then capable of turning this around. That was only his beginning assault; Wearing down defenses before dropping a grenade. No longer appearing to underestimate HeavyD, the baton is twirled overhead a few moments as he makes a much more aggressive stance. "Yet still insufficient!"
COMBATSYS: Rolento focuses on his next action.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Rolento
A snort is given toward Rolento. "Really. Insufficient." Looks like D!'s going to have to show him a little more. Bringing his fists back up into his guard, and bobbing on his feet, he takes the time to analyze Rolento a little more, formulating a plan of attack. Finally, he charges forward, hands still drawn in to fend off any attacks he may face on the run. Finally, his right hand snaps out, looking to jam across Rolento's jaw in a hard cross....until the punch is pulled, a hard underhanded bodyblow send up toward Rolento's ribs with his hopefully unheeded left hand.
COMBATSYS: Rolento interrupts Medium Punch from HeavyD with Fatality Package.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-======|=------\-------\0 Rolento
The feint isn't bought for a second. HeavyD will realize that all he did was slow down his prime assault as Rolento shifts away from the chest-bound blow; It grazes his shoulder rather stiffly, yet it's doubtless that the mercenary's strike is more stout. Jabbing his baton into HeavyD's gut and then grasping his shoulder, an uncomfortable thrust forward bends it majorly before it's released. HeavyD is comically >twanged< up into the air, a solid fifteen feet; And Rolento then leaps up, grasping him by the neck. Slapping a sticky grenade on his back, the mowhawked fighter is hurled back towards the ground, bouncing once before an enormous explosion again bursts into the arena. Landing in a crouch, Rolento stands up and shrugs his shoulders backwards. He appears as confident as ever; Looks like that didn't work in getting him to think otherwise. "Acceptable feint, but not sufficient for fooling me."
"WHOAAAAAA!!" That's D!'s shout as he's snapped into the air by that springing baton, arms flailing. Then...the grenade's snapped onto him, and he's dropped with a big bad slam and BOOM!, pushed off in a side roll, smoking and worse for the wear. "Nghh...." Grunting, he picks himself up, glaring at Rolento. "That...freakin' hurt," he groans. Picking himself back up, he hisses in a breath, trying to get his bearings again. Finally, he charges again. Rather than try to outwit Rolento again, he just depends on his speed and swift hands to bear down on the commando, right fist crashing down in an overhead punch meant to snap into Rolento's collarbone. Maybe slow down his use of that damn baton.
COMBATSYS: Rolento blocks HeavyD's Rock Crush.
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HeavyD 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Rolento
The downwards arc merely impacts the baton once again, although it's obvious that Rolento had to put a good bit more force in stopping the assault. It almost reached his body itself, but he then swings the weapon outwards, driving the hellish assault aside. As this is done he flicks out his free hand, a knife manifesting from a sheath in his sleeve; Before hurling it downwards, attempting to sink the throwing blade deep into the boxer's foot. "Wide open. Your performance is becoming substandard." Still doesn't look like Rolento is impressed in the slightest, nope. At least, not any more; Avoiding his setup with the grenade was one thing, yet now he's faring exactly as anticipated.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD endures Rolento's Stinger!
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HeavyD 1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0 Rolento
Substandard, huh? Well, if Rolento is so intent on proving that he knows what's worthy or not, maybe it's time for D! to show something different. Rather than trying to avoid the knife, D! ducks, taking the knife on his shoulder...before he disappears. Or at least seems to. Suddenly, he reappears at Rolento's side, a quick swipe at the back of Rolento's knee thrown out before D! simply tries to bowl the commando over with one big left straight into his chest.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD successfully hits Rolento with Ducking Combination.
- Power hit! -
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HeavyD 1/-----==/=======|======-\-------\0 Rolento
This amount of speed does appear to take Rolento off-guard; Although he does catch sight of HeavyD once he whisks behind, it's not enough time to leap away; The blow catches him in the knee as he crouches, setting him up for an absolutely perfect impact to the chest. Letting out a grunt of pain and stumbling away, yet another grenade is yanked off his chest before being tossed in the air. The pin scatters aside, and it looks like he threw it into himself -- That is, until his foot whisks out and cracks into it, sending the grenade whistling right towards HeavyD. It detonates exactly overhead in a rather superhuman show of timing. "Hrrmph!" That was a perfectly done assault; Rolento can admit to that much, yet despite how close the fight has become it's far from over.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Rolento's Grenadier.
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HeavyD 1/----===/=======|=======\-------\0 Rolento
Now that was satisfying. Taking Rolento off his feet, then smashing him down, D! smiles as the fruits of his attack are borne. However, he's not too self-satisfied to think the grenade a mistake. As soon as it comes down, he backs off...and then once it explodes, the boxer ducks, the blast nearly forcing him into a roll. But he manages to stay on his feet despite the superlow crouch. "Nng...I'm really not liking that," he grunts, quickly springing off his feet before he snaps out another swift set of searching jabs.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD successfully hits Rolento with Light Punch.
Glancing Blow
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HeavyD 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Rolento
Merely sidestepping the thrown jabs, one manages to glance Rolento along the face; But it wasn't anything that will even cause a bruise, let alone turn the fight around for the boxer. Letting out something of an amused grunt, Rolento then snaps out his hand in an attempt to grasp HeavyD by the hand. If it works, he will then twist violently, striking out his baton for the back of the man's knee to try and then get him into a worse vantage point for the enormously painful joint-twist. Nothing minor at all; It could easily break it. "I honestly underestimated you, HeavyD. You are an above-average combatant. I've not held anything back in this encounter, and you've faired as well as Tony Styles."
COMBATSYS: HeavyD just-defends Rolento's Medium Throw!
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HeavyD 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Rolento
HeavyD frowns as Rolento simply steps away from the jabs, even if he managed to clip him a bit with one. He grunts annoyed hias his hand is grabbed...however,the violent twist never comes, his arm steady like rock, and the baton smack to his knee only meets D!'s foot, the sole of his boot catching the baton. "What was that you were trying to do?" he asks, snorting before his grabbed hand pulls away. The foot planted against the baton kicks the weapon aside before planting, snapping out a wicked short range combo of jabs, straights, and pulled hooks, arms blurred as the chi-charged barrage tries to wear Rolento down.
COMBATSYS: Rolento dodges HeavyD's Shadow.
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HeavyD 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Rolento
Widening his eyes a bit at the simple ease of avoiding that move -- a particularly nasty one from Krav Maga -- Rolento still isn't surprised enough not to merely leap in the air as the multiple assaults flicker out in the spot he was a moment later. He then yanks out another grenade, before hurling it down towards HeavyD at the apex of his jump; Backflipping to distort his inertia and send him a safe distance away. However, something's different; This one only explodes in a flash of smoke, apparently not a dud, but rather more a joke. "Come on!" is demanded, Rolento apparently trying to set something up...
COMBATSYS: HeavyD endures Rolento's Thrown Object.
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HeavyD 1/-======/=======|=======\-------\0 Rolento
The smoke bomb is a bit sneaky....and it does cause D! to cough quite a bit. However...that distance is not going to help Rolento. Even with his vision obscured, D! knows where Rolento landed. And he knows the perfect move to take him out from behind that smoke cloud. Right arm pulled back, he hastily charges as much chi as he can muster into his fist. Finally, stomping into the smoke cloud with a big step of his left, his body twists, hips swiveling, waist turning, and his body shifting behind his arm as it snaps out. The result is THUNDEROUS, causing the smoke to disappate outward from its force as the power of his expended chi and the air pressure around the blast surges like a cannon toward Rolento, the grunt of D!'s exertion lost in the noise as the Magnum flares toward the commando.
COMBATSYS: Rolento fails to counter D. Magnum from HeavyD with Mekong Delta.
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HeavyD 0/-------/------=|=======\-------\1 Rolento
No, things are not going well for Rolento at this stage of the game. Realizing the incoming attack, the ever-adaptable mercenary attempts to leap backwards in a swift flip, preparing to completely evade the assault and then counter with a horrible beating around the head and shoulders. Instead he's impacted out of the air, poleaxing forward in a vicious exhale before then being sent flying in a comical fashion. He strikes the ground, sliding a good distance and not yet getting up. "Nnngh..." finally leaves his lips, slipping back to his feet and rubbing his stomach between coughing blood. "Exceptional. I made a tactical oversight. However, this conflict is not yet over!!" Well, Rolento is actually fairly sure it is, and not to his favor, but it is still to be seen.
The boxer stays still in the disappearing cloud of smoke, coughing a bit as he gets his breath back, as well as his bearings after pouring nearly all his energy in that strike. He's honestly surprised that Rolento is still up at this point, after that massive strike. However, he's fairly sure he can handle it from here. Fist tightening, he shuffles back closer to Rolento. "I guess it's time to make sure it's over then," he retorts. Finally, he pulls his arm back...and gives one last wide shuffle forward, trying to put some force behind his strike as he does yet another Rock Crush, trying to drive it into Rolento's chest and drop him into the ground again, once and for all.
COMBATSYS: Rolento counters Rock Crush from HeavyD with Quick Throw.
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HeavyD 0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0 Rolento
As the vicious punch is thrown, Rolento merely eases to the side and grasps the wrist. With a simple tug and strike, HeavyD whisks through the air in a comical fashion before impacting the ground in a heap, his attack completely reversed by a simple special forces counter. "Do not underestimate me, HeavyD. This conflict is not over until I am unable to move." This is a genuine warning, really; Underestimating Rolento will end no better then it did the other way around. Even though the commando can barely stand, he obviously still has a startling amount of will within those narrowed eyes...
Ok, now that was not expected. Looks like Rolento's still got some damn spunk in him. "NGHH!" Tossed over, he grunts with a startling drop onto his back. "Yeah?" he asks, before he tries to reach up and smack Rolento with what almost might be considered a cheap shot, fist jabbing out at his stomach with a swift snap out, hoping to either distract him long enough to roll away, or simply finally overwhelm the already pain-stricken commando with one last painful strike.
COMBATSYS: HeavyD successfully hits Rolento with Light Punch.
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HeavyD 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Rolento
And this time, the blow impacts true; Rolento tried to hop backwards, but in his current state it just wasn't enough. Gritting his teeth, doubling over, still he drives forward with his last vestiges of energy to strike out with his free hand. The attempt is to grasp HeavyD by the face; And then, with a last adrenaline-surged flicker of strength, hurl him into the ground as if he were a ragdoll complete with a snarl. But enough was vested in to blow that he collapses to his knees, baton propped him up as he takes slow and measured breaths.
COMBATSYS: Rolento can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: HeavyD blocks Rolento's Medium Throw.
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Rolento merely states, in a still quite emotionless voice, "Mission failed!"
It's time for another episode of Good Idea, Bad Idea!
Good Idea: Punching Rolento in the gut, seeing as the commando finally doubles over and seems to be fairly spent.
Bad Idea: Staying close enough to be grabbed by the doubled over Rolento.
However, it's not all bad news, as D!, despite being hurled by his head, manages to tuck in just enough to roll away, flattening out with grunt before he creakily sits up. Just so they don't assume he's KOed too. Finally, once Rolento is finally out of it, the annoucer for the fight cries out, eliciting cheers from the crowd as he makes it official. "AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER....HEAVY D!!!" He'd celebrate...if the boxer wasn't kind of worried about being able to walk normally for the rest of the night.
"Spectacular performance. My devised tactics failed to bring you down." Rolento then slowly stands up, before extending a hand in a respectful enough fashion for HeavyD to shake if he feels thusly obliged. The helicopter is descending regardless, baton slung back into his harness. He doesn't appear to be /too/ battered, although definitely unable to fight any longer. A sharp movement might send the veteran unconscious. A zipline appears, grasped lazily. "Do not believe you will be this lucky next time!" Rolento calls down as the helicopter rapidly ascends, and the commando vanishes over the line of buildings a couple moments later.
And a final call, apparently an upgrade from the initial. "Grade B! Supplemental training advised!" Then he's gone. So he's on par with Tony Styles; And a whole grade better then Vanessa and Yashiro. Hooray!
HeavyD blinks as he notices Rolento actually able to get up. Wel, that's a shame. He's gotten used to being able to truely knock out an opponent, or at least force them to lay prone for a good long while until they recover. Still...the hand extended is taken, even though D! frowns as he shakes it. "Right." He then watches as Rolento's pulled up back into the helicopter, the chopper disappearing after he's given a grade. "A B...huh."
Log created by HeavyD, and last modified on 23:40:44 06/18/2005.