Description: What was supposed to be a strange take on a tag match results in one passed out redhead, two broken stools, and three aspirin taken by Duck after all was said and done. Oh yeah, Cody wins. :| (Winner: Cody)
It's that time again, Wednesday night and many people are at the Duck Pond tonight to get their weekly dose of cracked out fighting. Tonight the dance floor is cleared off once again. Off to the left and right side there are two flashing lights hanging from the cieling while a chain with a disco ball hangs down in the middle of the dancefloor to where people can reach it. People start to turn their attention to the stage as the music stops and the voice of DJ Buddy Lee picks up over the speakers. "Ladies and Gentleman welcome to Wednesday Night Breakdown and here is your host, the one and only Duck King!"
Cue music again as 'Swass' starts being played and the doors to Duck's office open up. With microphone in hand and a security guy on each side the club owner starts striding towards the stage with a wide grin plastered on his face. He hops up on the stage and points out to the people. "Hello Southtown! Are we ready for some asskicking?" By the amount of cheers and clapping it sure sounds like it. Oh thank you money spending bloodthirsty patrons that pay his bills. "SHO NUFF YOU ARE! We got ourselves four fighters that are going to be showing off their stuff tonight."
The four lights that surround the stage start flashing now and the discoball even lights up on cue and Duck points to the various lights while he hops off the stage and strikes to stand next to the disco ball. "Fighters, give a holla to the people here and each of you stand under a light!"
Ramon's been somewhat busy in other aspects of his life; What they are happen to not be anyone's business, thank you very much. Having arrived significantly before the festivities themselves, he's managed to get himself completely drunk from tequila before the performance himself. Stumbling into one of the lights, grasping the side of his head and wobbling with a hiccup, an empty bottle is thrust up to waggle at the crowd. "Hola! Me ll-hic-llamo es Ramon!" is sputtered out, and he does indeed get a large amount of cheers. Mainly since he bought free drinks for everyone the entire preparation. Dressed in his standard black and green spandex, his good eye peers into the empty bottle before blinking away a drop of liquor. Pulling out a pen, he signs it and then tosses it to the ground. For some reason there's a brief squabble over it, and it's raised with cheers. A signed tequila bottle from a Luchaodre is a grand prize, no? Ramon then begins to stretch himself unsettledly, occasionally half-falling and hiccuping. It should be an... amusing performance if nothing else.
Standing alongside Ramon-- or leaning against him, whatever the case may be, Vanessa straightens as the Luchadore moves onto the floor, her head shaking a little to clear her vision. Whatever kind of beer she got, it's sure as hell a -lot- more powerful than she ever gave it credit. It's an interesting feeling, at least-- only two shots in and she's feeling like... like... well, drunk, for one. Which is odd enough. But who the hell cares?
Making her way onto the floor alongside Ramon, she has but one announcement to make.
"I'm just here for the free beer."
And that's it. No. Wait...
"And if -anyone- makes -any- comments about censor bars, you're more than welcome to step into the ring and take someone else's place for a couple shots! I swear to -christ-, if I hear -one more word- about it from -any- of you, I'll -personally- make sure you're pissing through a catheter for the next -two years-."
...
"But in case you've got no frigging idea who I am, the name's Vanessa."
Oh yes. Just a -little- off-kilter. Not common! But it works.
"That's gross, dude." Scowling, Cody shoves his way through the crowd with about a similar amount of applause, emerging into the clear area and proceeding to under one of the lights. Sure, this might not be the grandest of affairs, but it pays none the less, and if there's one thing Cody could always use more of, it's money.
And then Vanessa makes her outburst, and Cody, stonefaced, reaches up to run a hand through his hair. This is definitely not his crowd.
And then there was the Radical Warrior herself, who just sort of... Well.. She's not exactly sure what to think upon catching sight of Ramon. She's seen some drunks in her day, but this guy looked pretty off his rocker. And condition to fight? Well, who knows, maybe he was a one-eyed drunken master!
Dressed in her work uniform as usual, it's clear that she's no stranger to the Duck Pond audience, and moonwalking her way to the spotlight, she pumps her fist in the air, "Yo party peoplllllle!!!!" she cries, "I'm the Radical Warrior Li, the decided winner of this match! Everyone feel free to boo Cody!"
And wouldn't you know it, without question, suddenly a chorus of boos is sent the jailbirds way, as well as a beer coaster thrown at his feet, as the waitress cackles.
WIth fighters introduced and a bit of gentle nudging by security to get Vanessa to stand under one of the lights that isn't being shared with Ramon, Duck takes a look around before nodding some and turning his microphone back on. "A'ight, it looks like it just might be some good old fashioned thumping time now. So without further wait, let us see who the first fighter of the evening is."
Giving a tug on the chain, Duck looks up to the lights as they flash about then all go out except for the one hanging over Vanessa. Oh boy, that woman sure seems saucy so he does have to feel bad for whoever has to deal with that drunk, but hey as long as she is good enough to throw punches and put up a good fight he could care less how much booze she has ingested. "All right peeps, looks like we got ourselves our first fighter of the evening, and our second is-" Duck gets cut off by one of the security guys and his brows raise some. "No shit?" he asks then huhs while the security man moves away. "Well it looks like someone requested to help in the hosting for tonight and I really can't turn down a ladies request. So I guess for our second fighter we will let one of the club's regulars pull the chain. Kids, please give an applause for Mai Shiranui."
MAI SHIRANUI?! Don't say that nam--
Too late! A plume of pink smoke rises next to Duck King, there for a second, and then dispersing as quickly as it came. The trick to this sequence of events is that somehow, the aforementioned kunoichi managed to appear, something that the rapidly clearing smoke reveals.
Mai, obscured by a huge, intricate and baggy kimono, and a rather large fan that covers her face, stands there for a moment, and then throws her arms back. The kimono falls off (disappearing, 'natch) and the fan goes flying away, leaving the self-proclaimed ninja queen in a teeny tiny red minidress that's much more club-appropriate.
"Thanks for having me, Ducky," Mai all but purrs, leaning over to give him a peck on the cheek even as she pulls the chain.
Round and round the light goes, where it stops, nobody knows!
Except for everyone in the club, since it's already stopped on Xiangfei.
Wait, Xiangfei?!
Looking to be somewhat disoriented by the whirling lights, Ramon merely wobbles in his stance before squinting to Vanessa next to him. "Th'heck is goin' on? This wheel of fortune? And you!" Ramon points to the bar, almost accusingly. "Gimme an' the babe--" Thumb-gesture towards Vanessa. "--a couple'o shots, eh? Gotta keep our engines running!" Ramon beats his chest a moment, but almost collapses for the effort. Definitely waaaaaaaaay drunk. It's not any weird event; Vanessa, on the other hand, might be.
Squinting at the lights, Vanessa has to shield her eyes the moment they bear down on her, wincing noticably. -Way- too bright for her tastes-- which is saying something about her current state. She doesn't so much mind the idea of being picked first, but when Ramon asks for shots? She's beginning to get the impression of something being wrong when she's tempted to decline.
"Jackass," is said first. "That's 'Ms. Babe' to you. Though I'd prefer 'Ms. Not Interested' in this case." Turning to look at Xiangfei, it takes a moment to orient her vision, but it works out in the end. Nothing too major. Just the usual spinning. But the lights seem awfully -weird- tonight-- the observation outwardly noticed by the fact that she can't help but keep glancing at them every once in a while.
Oh, right. The fight. Got it.
"Last I saw you," she says to the girl in front of her, "You were puking your guts out all over the arena floor. Try not to go for a repeat performance, huh?" Flashing the girl a grin, she assumes her usual defensive stance,even if it's a little sloppier than usual.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa has started a fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Xiangfei has joined the fight here.
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Vanessa 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Xiangfei
It's the ninja! Xiangfei actually seems pretty pleased to see a familiar face, and she'd -really- like to know how to do that whole teleportation thing, it seems really useful for everyday life! Folding her hands behind her head, the waitress taps her foot a bit impatiently as the light twirls around, eyes widening when it stops on her.
Starting off the match with a bang, are we? She stretches out her arms and hops into the center of the 'ring', punching a fist into her open palm and gives a bow to the left, to the right and then to the front of the crowd. Finally she looks to Vanessa, and gives a nervous chuckle, "Wh.. H.. Hey! I'd be a little more worried about -you- heaving any moment now, huh? Good luck!" she pulls her neon-colored scrunchie from her hair and tosses it over her shoulder as she gets into her own stance.
Well not a bad looking start. Xiang is a tough girl so she should be able to do well against the drunken fighter. Seeming content with how things are going he raises a fist in the air and he grins. "Thank you Mai. All right kids, remember you can only pull on the ball when you have had your share of bumps and bruises. No instant pulls once you enter and both of you can't pull around the same time." With than being said he throws his hand downward in a chopping motion. "Break it down!" He then quickly backpeddals away before punches start getting thrown and he actually doesn't get back up onto th stage to observe. Instead he stands under the light there and folds his arms after setting the microphone on the floor of the stage. Yeah, it looks ye olde owner will be participating tonight which causes the patrons to really start cheering.
COMBATSYS: Duck has joined the fight here.
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COMBATSYS: Ramon has joined the fight here.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
"Pull the -what-?" is Vanessa's first response, her eyes going over towards Duck incredulously. Of course... given the fact that he just -stands- there, she's finding herself in a bit more of a confused state than she should be. It should be obvious. Attack someone. End of story. Instead, she's muddling her way through a cloud that isn't quite making its way elsewhere.
"The fuck," she mutters out, shaking her head again. Turning her attentions back towards Xiangfei with a "Hell with it," it's clear that even with the cheering, the fact that Duck is no longer an announcer and is, in fact, a -participant- doesn't seem to cross her mind. That said, the outright bum rush that's made in the girl's direction is at least -fast-, if not lacking finesse. It seems like her intent tonight is to play the part of the bruiser rather than anything else-- something that's made all the more obvious by four -extremely- heavy punches aimed straight for the girl's head, the usual pauses she takes in between each shot, as -well- as the varience, utterly lost. It's not so brazenly hamhanded that it's obvious something's 'wrong,' but it's still clear that she's not At Her Best.
COMBATSYS: Xiangfei blocks Vanessa's Puncher Weaving.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
Li-Li of course was aware of the rules, she was told them beforehand.. Though the thing was, who would really want to tag out? That's like.. Wussing out, isn't it? Though you really never know unless you're in the event, a test of endurance. Vanessa rushes in, and the girls hands shoot up, deflecting each thrown punch with the back of her hand and then shakes them out- She punches pretty hard, yeowza! On the final deflect however, she tries to catch that fist and push more forcefully to the side and expose her back. And if that works, she rushes forward to slam her shoulder into Vanessas spin, "Kyaah!!"
COMBATSYS: Vanessa blocks Xiangfei's Ekisupo.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Vanessa
The hold on her fist is noted, and while Vanessa isn't -nearly- fast enough to get out of the attack, she's at least able to keep from being twisted around, the requisite slam of the girl's shoulder causing only a little hike of pain-- or what -should- be pain. All told, she barely feels anything, much less the impact of her fists. Talk about weird-- whatever they're putting in the beer here, she's not sure if she likes it or outright hates it.
"Not bad," she says, grinning lopsidedly. "Gonna have to try a lot harder than that, though." At least her bravado is fully functional. That said, she pulls her arm away from Xiangfei's grip and instantly goes into another attack, throwing not two, but -six- consecutive punches all across the girl's torso and face, determined to barrel her backwards. As said, she's apparently going for Damage, and nothing else; if it hits, it ends with one hell of a brutal uppercut, the redhead stumbling backwards a good two paces once its through to put some distance between herself and her opponent.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Xiangfei with Machine Gun Puncher.
- Power hit! -
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 1/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0 Vanessa
Li-Li's style isn't really.. Very familiar to the kung-fu waitress, and she misjudged Vanessa as just a brawler...
As such, the next volley of punches come out a lot more successfully, and the girl doubles over, grunting in pain and trying to fend off each blow somehow. Too quick. The final uppercut sends Xiangfei reeling heels over head into the air and crashes flat onto her back, groaning as she takes a moment to hold her gut. That... Really really hurt. She sits up though, huffing as claps her hands and then thrusts her palms forward, sending a blast of white and blue chi at Vanessa in hopes of getting her to back off a moment. It doesn't travel much more than a few inches from her hand, swirling in place before dissipating, "K'AAAAAAAAAH!!"
COMBATSYS: Xiangfei successfully hits Vanessa with Nanpa.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Vanessa
The last stumble apparently sealed Vanessa's fate in this regard. Looking up like a deer in headlights for the split second it takes to notice the shout -and- the resultant burst of energy, the redhead is bowled over soon thereafter, the rather surprised yelp that comes from her contradictary enough to her usual performance. Stiff upper lip tends to be the modus operandi-- in this case, not so much so. Rolling to her side and getting back to her feet, she doesn't seem as phased as she could be by the attack that's landed. Instead, she just barrels right back in, hardly mindful of what that momentary stun could cost her.
Someone has apparently replaced Vanessa's usual motor control with that of a bulldozer.
Lashing out twice against the girl in front of her, the two punches that come against each side of her head are trailed by flashes of amber light, the chi itself meant to add more umph to the attack rather than have any slicing power to it. Hit or miss... well.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Xiangfei with Forbidden Eagle.
- Power hit! -
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 1/--=====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
Given her forward momentum, which she -can't- really slow down given her state, the redhead's fists slam into her opponent without falter-- although once she's -through-, the extra added boost comes not from strenght-- it's from her pitching forwards and colliding roughly with the former waitress, though she's not so outright -gone- that she can't right herself before she falls right over. Catching herself on her hand, she offers a quick "I'm alright! I'm alright," as if there's any real concern.
Hooboy, this.. Isn't the waitresses night, is it? But then again that's how it usually goes for her, take a beat down and then come back like a frieght train- The girl looks like she's in some serious pain, head twisting left then right, one eye clenched shut. How is this woman hitting so HARD?? "Augh!" starting to bruise up here, the girl slams onto the ground once more, this time onto her side and her vision is probably getting similar to Vanessas now, groaning as she shakily gets to her feet again, spitting out a bit of blood and panting heavily. She gives a small shake of her head, and jumps to her feet again, a bit of a stagger as she steps and then leaps forward at the drunard, attempting to slap her palm on the womans sternum, executing her trademark paralysis technique.. WIth the familiar blue hue glowing about her body, the crowd starts to roar in recognition of the mighty Majinga!
COMBATSYS: Vanessa just-defends Xiangfei's Majinga!
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
And with the that attack come and gone from Xiang the disco ball attached to the chain starts to glow against signaling that it is finally in play. Quickly grabbing the microphone again Duck turns it on quickly. "All right girlies, that means you can tag someone in. Use and abuse at will." he tells them before flipping the mic back off and setting it aside. Damn for a drunk that woman looks like she can sure hit hard. Xiang isn't looking to be in the best of shape at all after all those punches and the like. Is this the end for the Radical Warrior? Let us hope not.
The slap of the palm isn't just -absorbed- -- hell, it's eaten alive.
Whatever XiangFei does, it does a marvelous job of snapping Vanessa out of the worst of the waking coma she's been thrown into. The burst of adrenaline that comes as an immediate side-benefit is more than enough reason to go full-strength against the girl, though she's lacking the proper energy to summon up the 'worst' of what she can do.
In this case, the moment the waitress withdraws is the moment the redhead ducks down and immediately snaps right back up in another harsh uppercut, the light grunt that comes from her proving the fact that this is taking more exertion than she thought. More than likely, it's thanks to spending energy on the previous assault.
COMBATSYS: Xiangfei endures Vanessa's Dash Puncher.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Vanessa
Li-Li doesn't even know how to react there.. Vanessa just totally DRUNK her way out of her way out of the waitresses attack? Wheezing with her shoulders heaving, she just shakes her head in disbelief, "Gee whiz!" she cries, "Whatever you've been drinking, /I/ want some of that!" managing to see one of Vanessas attacks now she tilts her head back and shoots it forward, meeting the uppercut head on with her forehead of DOOM!
The loud #WHACK# gets quite a few 'oooooh!!!s' from the crowd, thinking that was pretty suicidal. .... It probably was. Head still lowered she grunts, "..ooOOOOOWWWW!!!" and her right hand shoots up in an attempt to tag Vanessa in the sternum this time. The chain? She wasn't reaching for it, at least not yet.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa blocks Xiangfei's Kadoma.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Vanessa
Bringing up her arms to defend agains the worst of the attack, Vanessa doesn't absorb this one in the least. Instead, in this case, she merely takes it for what it is, soem of the haziness beginning to get less apparent to her. It could be the upped levels of adrenaline, really--- but whatever it is, she's not feeling -quite- as out of it as she was moments ago. As is proven by what comes next.
"Sorry about this, hon," she says with a smirk, before rushing in with one -hell- of an all-out offensive. The volley of punches that comes down against Xiangfei isn't just -fast-, it's just as powerful, if not -moreso- than anything else she's broken out with since this all started. With each and every hit, the punches gain in strength, plowing into the girl without relenting. It's merciless, really. And probably one hell of an overkill, to boot.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa successfully hits Xiangfei with Champion Puncher.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Duck
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Xiangfei 1/---====/=======|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow! To say the waitress was looking a little worse for wear would be a huge understatement, she seems to be struggling to stay to her feet as she shakes her head, "'sokay," she sputters back, and makes as desperate attempt to try and evade Vanessas assault this time.
The girl looks like a ragdoll at this point, somehow standing in place as Vanessa decides to use her as a human sandbag and once the assault stops, she rolls her eyes as she falls to her knees and then her hands, coughing hoarsely as she holds her gut again. Vision blurring again she slowly raises her head, the blue aura making it's presence again, attempting to to strike Vanessa with her parlysis technique again this time reaching for her gut as that's a little closer. And if it can connect...
COMBATSYS: Xiangfei can no longer fight.
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Duck 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Vanessa
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COMBATSYS: Xiangfei successfully hits Vanessa with Majinga.
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Duck 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Vanessa
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Li-Li will just have to take what she can get! Struggling to her feet, she takes in a gasp of air, right arm windmilling and summoning the chi within her body toward her right hand. It joins her left, and with another yell, the girl proceeds to pump burst after short burst of chi into Vanessa, the final blast quite a doozy that sends the waitress flying backward again onto the ground, flat on her back. .. But this time she doesn't seem to be getting back up, completely out cold.
It sends them -both- flying, hell.
The moment that Vanessa comes out of her attack, she starts to stumble again, the headrush that comes immediately after her attack apparently a little too much for her. That in mind, she doesn't do a damn thing to get out of the way of Xiangfei's retaliation, the pummeling her stomach takes causing the wind to go straight out of her with little to no trouble. Which, really, isn't doing good things to her current headspace. Scrambling back to her feet, there's a couple more staggered steps to the side before she manages to catch herself, though she doesn't look all that well.
"Even for a dance club you've sure got some seriously fucked up lights," she notes to Duck, her voice raised enough for him to hear. The further loss of oxygen apparently does its duty, though-- as she starts to waver a little, the light "Oh sh--" that comes out of her is followed immediately thereafter by a graceless falter to the ground. Whether or not she's just up and passed out is anyone's guess- it could just be a dizzy spell.
There is a series of boos when Li goes down so early. She is pretty popular at the Pond afterall and to see her manhandled has a few people upset. Now the question is...who's next? Ramon is still kinda there, though he is still drinking it seems since the fight started and then Duck who is watching a bit contently with the mic in his hand. Cody? Well who the hell knows where that ruffian went. Maybe he saw Vanessa get a few good hits in and he ran like a little girl because he certainly isn't under the light he was standing under to begin with.
Duck finally raises the microphone after seeing Xiangfei is down for the count as security goes to cart her off. "And the next one is..." Duck trails off as a short security guy cries out bloody murder and launches himself at the disco ball to latch on and pull hard before swinging off of it and firing off into the crowd. The lights flash about between Duck and Ramon and soon it slows down to where the light above Duck goes up. "Aww hell."
Not looking forward to this the club owner comes up on stage to a large amount of cheers as he looks over Vanessa. "Damn girl, let's just see how good you are." he states then slowly his feet start moving about to the music, then the rest of him till he is in total rhythm to the beat. And then, like a cobra that manages to break freem from the charmer's music he strikes. He leaps forward before tucking into a ball and rolls right towards Vanessa before hopping out of it and twisting around while jumping backwards right towards the grounded woman with a vicious elbowdrop. "Booya!" Better to be safe than sorry, right?
COMBATSYS: Vanessa endures Duck's Dancing Dive.
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Regaining some of her vision around the time Duck comes rushing in to make an attack on her, Vanessa is forced to just -lay- there for the whole of it, as her muscles are -not- obeying her at the immediate moment. Taking in a sharp breath, she braces herself as best she can for the elbow drop, taking it... like a champ. Or a redheaded stepchild. Take your pick. Loosening the breath she held, she tries like hell to get back to her feet, the wooziness that she's been subject to still -quite- apparent.
"Hold up," she says, raising a hand, her tone showing some worry, no matter how slurred. "This isn't r--" Shaking her head again and blinking furiously this time, she forces out a "S'not supposed to do this, I don't care -how- st... -strong- it is." Takes some effort, but whatever the hell it is she says next is too jumbled to make any sense out of. Furthermore, it's a prelude to the same little act performed before. Except this time, it's complete with her eyes rolling back and her body falling like a sack of potatos to hit the dancefloor.
Out -cold-.
COMBATSYS: Vanessa takes no action.
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For the most part, Ramon has been merely observing the battle with wide and curious eyes. Vanessa is kicking butt like... Ramon offered a kiss. He didn't offer one to her, did he? Well, probably, but such is likely not the cause for such annihilation. However, once she teeters back and collapses, the cheering completely falls silent. It takes the drunken Ramon a few moments to realize that Vanessa has been knocked out cold; There's a tension, confusion, raising boiling bloodd, and then Ramon hurls himself at Duck King in an attempt to grab him in a headlock and begin to shake him around in a savage manner. Before the light even fell on him to declare the final challenger; Not as if there was anyone left, after all. Of course, he's not immediately checking on his fallen love interest. Oh, no. That is not important! "YOU BASTARD! WHAT DID YOU DO TO-*HIC*-HER?!"
COMBATSYS: Ramon successfully hits Duck with Fast Throw.
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Rolling backwards to get back to his feet Duck looks rather surprised that instead of getting slapped around he hears the woman muttering about something. "The hell you talkin' about woman? Not my fault you can't handle your booze." he tells her while keeping his guard up in case she is trying to catch him off guard. He swings his head about to look in the direction of Ramon to see if the beaner is still drinking it up still, but instead of stayign where he should be, Ramon is rushing right towards the club owner. "OH SHI-URK!" he doesn't get to finish due to the vigorous shaking that sends his hair wilding bouncing about. "Get off me you crazy bastard. Not your turn!" He grasps to try to get his arms around the luchador then tries to swing the man upwards then suplex him onto the dancefloor.
COMBATSYS: Ramon dodges Duck's Slam Dunk.
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There's no release of tension about Duck King's neck. Ramon is not exactly able to think well; And he saw the man hit Vanessa. She did not get up. The attempt to shift him into a suplex is deflected by a spread stance and shrug of disturbingly strong muscles, easily able to slither aside the grappling assault. "Liar! The day Vanessa drinks herself unconscious before me is the day she gets a keg head start! If I'm lucky!!" Apparently, the drunken hispanic is familiar enough with her drinking habits to think such. "What'd you do?! Hit her in the spine? Crazy voodoo hair magic?! Cough it up!" He continues to try and shake Duck around in a headlocking-fashion, which probably wouldn't do much for making it easy to reply. Suddenly a light turns on, and he lets go to jog next to Vanessa and crouch beside with a panicked expression creasing his otherwise drunken confusion. Immediately he starts slapping her face back and forth. "Ness! Nessa!! Wake up or I'll kiss you!!"
COMBATSYS: Ramon successfully hits Duck with Medium Throw.
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[OOC] Vanessa says, "Well. She did get up. She just fell right back over."
The attempt to shake off the crazy drunk didn't seem to work and the club owneris finding himself still in the rather strong grip of Ramon. "Fuck dat, my club is legit and if some idiot is spiking shit they would get fired." he manages to say through the shaking. Seeing as that he can't seem to just throw the other fighter off Duck tries another route of maybe choking his opponent out. He latches onto Ramon's shirt with both hands before trying to twist and use his momentum to sling his lets upwards to scissor around the luchador's neck and then starts to apply the pressure if he can manage to get a grip.
COMBATSYS: Ramon dodges Duck's Strong Throw.
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Duck 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|
Busy manhandling Vanessa, Ramon almost doesn't see the leaping scissor lock; But he does, rolling to the side in a fluid manner and getting to his feet. Somewhat unsettled, waving his arms about and then pointing at Vanessa. He doesn't continue the conflict, however. "Look at her, esse! She's out cold! That ain't from alcohol!" He actually has a point. It looks to more be bottled frusturation, constricted by not having the mental facilities to do anything /useful/ but flail. Apparently he's a panic-type drunk not prone to quick thinking. ...Wait, is that any different?
Duck King twists about in midair once he sees Ramon is out of reach from the leglock to catch himself in a handstand before dropping down to spin about on his head before pushing off and landing back on his feet, always a showboat even when things are serious. "And I am saying that I got nuttin' to do with it." the club owner states. "I am not your lover's keeper homefry so don't go pointing fingers at me. You two were wasted before we even started." Tching lightly Duck decides to stay where he is and let the luchador come at him. The guy seems to be rather quick for being sloshed.
COMBATSYS: Duck takes no action.
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Duck 0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|
Cody has been impatiently waiting for his turn to punch people for a good few minutes now, and after Ramon leapt into action to defend his crush, the blonde American dissapeared, angrily, into the crowd. He has now returned, wielding a stool like a weapon, and advances purposefully onto Ramon from behind, lifting the stool into the air and crashing it down at the back of Ramon's head.
"Get the hell back to your spot, you drunk dick! Have some Goddamn faith in her, Jesus Christ!"
COMBATSYS: Cody has joined the fight here.
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Ramon 0/-------/-------|====---\-------\0 Duck
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Cody 0/-------/-------|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
COMBATSYS: Cody successfully hits Ramon with Random Weapon.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Duck
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Cody 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
Ramon isn't assaulting Duck any more. He's holding his hands up in almost a placating manner, appearing to still be rather confused. "Then what th'heck is wrong with her?! Someone di--" How much experience Ramon has in the area of slipping drugs into drinks will remain unknown, ergo. The stool explodes against Ramon's back, driving him almost to his knees. Slowly, very slowly, the luchadore stands up. Presses his hand to the back of his head. Pulls it away, looking at blood. The words said are not much garnered; But a very frusturated Ramon has a lot of tension bottled up. And what does he do? He hurls himself at Cody, trying to tackle him to the ground and begin to punch him in the face. No words--Just action. It would appear Vanessa passing out has ruined the Duck Pond activities with the help of a drunken wrestler.
COMBATSYS: Cody blocks Ramon's Combo Throw.
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Ramon 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Duck
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Cody 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
[OOC] Tony says, "ECDub?"
Oh so there is the other guy. Duck had lost sight of Cody from the start of the fight. "Hey man, you put El Drunko Loco down and you got yourself the prize money tonight!" he tells Cody while backing up off the stage. Hell why take care of this matter when he can still salvage a fight and get a winner that isn't him. Afterall it doesn't look good if the owner wins his own fight and the fans are really into the fight right now. "Just think, two easy grand, right?" or so he hopes. If Ramon manages to take down Cody that could lead to some complications.
COMBATSYS: Duck has left the fight here.
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Cody 0/-------/------=|
Ramon is good, as is the tackle's form, but Not Being Drunk tends to give a man a leg up on his opponent, especially when said foe is. The tackle impacts solidly and carries the pair of fighters to the ground, but Ramon's furious blows meet only with Cody's forearms as he launches them up to shield his face, and cracks out his right fist at Ramon's jaw when an opportunity shows itself through the barrage of blows, attempting to strike the Mexican right onto the floor. And, primarily, off of him.
COMBATSYS: Ramon blocks Cody's Medium Punch.
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Cody 0/-------/------=|
The fist is driven aside by Ramon's forearm, in a deft and masterful motion despite his obvious inebriation. Ignoring Duck King's little presence, he is actually still worried about Vanessa. Of course, his manner of asserting such is more in the area of stress relief. "You hit me..." Ramon then attempts to strike Cody in the stomach. "With a..." Another blow towards the stomach. "STOOL, you poota!" The latter through grit teeth. A show of his love, after all. The crowd is definitely going to get a heck of a unique fight, that's for sure.
COMBATSYS: Cody endures Ramon's Fierce Punch.
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Ramon 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Cody 0/-------/-----==|
Cody exhales sharply as the first punch slams into his gut, and as the second one comes, he braces his stomach, grabs Ramon by the shoulders, and rolls, utilizing the momentum of the punch to swap places with the Mexican, placing the wrestler on the bottom of the increasingly gayer tangle.
"Poota is not a word!" Cody informs Ramon in a yell, and then leans back and slams his taped-up fist downwards at Ramon's face. Maybe if he's lucky his nose won't break.
COMBATSYS: Cody successfully hits Ramon with Fierce Punch.
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Ramon 1/-----==/=======|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Cody 0/-------/----===|
There was an attempt to maneuver out of the way by Ramon, but it doesn't manage; He's clipped pretty damn badly in the mouth for his efforts, stumbling aside and leaning against the bar. The crowd parts away in this gesture, the hispanic sagging his knees a moment. However, he then grasps a stool and then /swings/ it with every ounce of strength he can manage right for Cody. The fact that his unstable mind and fluctuating strength has it going for Cody's crotch? Complete accident. It would definitely hurt a hell of a lot, though. "Nnngh!"
COMBATSYS: Cody fails to interrupt Random Weapon from Ramon with Random Weapon.
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Cody 0/-------/---====|
"You're doing it wrong," snaps Cody, at the stool-grabbing. "You've got to hold it more like-" he begins, reaching up to catch the stool which, unfortunately, shatters against his hands, still leaving them in pain but leaving him without a stool. "Oh, for the love of..."
He backs away from the Mexican, and calls to Duck, "Use better wood for your seats, dude!"
Man, do they have to be going through those stools? One he could handle, but now he lost two. "Hey they aren't for breaking man. That shit is coming out of your prize money!" Not like it would be much taken out, but he has to enforce the 'you break you buy' policy even if the crowd seems to be getting rather into the use of foreign objects. "Just punch him in the head a few times and for chrissake try not to break anything else." Damn, if other fighters see this they might start getting ideas and he doesn't want to be buying new stools every week.
If Ramon was in a better mindset, he'd say he was happy that the attempt to peg Cody between the legs failed. He's normally an upfront and fair fighter to a personal fault. Throwing away the crumbs of stool, Ramon then improvises a rather impressive technique. Bracing his hands upon the ground, Ramon attempts to snatch Cody about the neck with his feet, and then brutally /slam/ him backwards upon the ground. Ramon would then be settled in a pinning-sit about the other man's chest, arms pulling back to begin another assault. It looks lke he's capable of more then just Lucha Libre when pressed. Or drunk. Or drunk and pressed.
The move... _kinda_ works. Ramon succeeds in getting his ankles around Cody's neck, but when he attempts to actually _put_ him anywhere, the American simply doesn't move. For a moment the blonde simply stands there, staring, and then holds his arms out, doing his best to wordlessly communicate exactly the degree to which he is confused.
Shortly after said gesture, however, Cody simply shrugs and reaches up, wrapping his hands around Ramon's ankles, prying them away from his neck, and attempting to swing the man up overhead and bring him back down on his other side. Violently.
Into the floor.
COMBATSYS: Ramon interrupts Strong Throw from Cody with El Diablo Amarillo Ramon.
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Ramon 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Cody 0/-------/=======|
The maneuver overhead does work; But Ramon doesn't quite fall upon his head, and instead braces himself with a forearm. Twirling around in a fantastic fashion, he manages to spin Cody once in a disorienting fashion before kipupping to his feet. A fist, sillouetted by crimson, slams into the hapless brawler's stomach. Again. Again. And then evolving to a frenzy, spiraling kicks included, before a final dropkick is meant to send Cody over the bar. And into the alcohol. It's definitely going to cause a heck of a lot of collateral damage. And all since a girl passed out; It's Vanessa's fault after all.
Cody's fall - or, more appropriately, flight - is halted and broken by two big bald guys in black shirts who both happen to be named Steve. Shaking his head to clear the stars from his vision, and wiping a trickle of blood from his mouth, he staggers away from the crash site without so much as a word to the Steves, scowling at Ramon.
"So that's how it's gonna be, huh, buddy? I guess it's time to take off the kid gloves!" he warns, dropping into a fighting stance as he climbs back up to the makeshift ring and hopping back and forth before launching himself into a sudden spin and thrusting his right foot outwards at Ramon's chest without actually getting any nearer to him.
The force of the kick is such however, that the American actually slides forwards across the floor, threatening to actually plant the kick into Ramon's torso despite being nowhere near him when he actually performed it.
COMBATSYS: Ramon just-defends Cody's Ruffian Kick!
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Cody 0/-------/=======|
[OOC] The Blue Blade says, "oh snap!"
The kick doesn't actually do much. Ramon merely strikes it aside with a flex of muscle, and appears to be getting some manner of second wind. Jogging foot to foot, rolling back his shoulders and cricking his neck, Ramon appears to agree fully with the matter at hand. "Si, esse. Let's take off the kiddy gloves." He then bursts forward, attempting to slip his arm underneath Cody's own and in a vicious flash of speed /slam/ the other man into the ground with a snarl of "TIGER NECK CHANCERY!!" It would definitely be a painful impact, despite being a smaller frame then the ruffian himself. "Gonna teach you to hit me with stools!" And hitting him with a stool was only part of the lesson.
COMBATSYS: Ramon successfully hits Cody with Tiger Neck Chancery.
- Power hit! -
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Ramon 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Vanessa
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Cody 1/------=/=======|
Cody's breath leaves him quite forcefully as he's smashed into the ground despite an attempt to break his fall with his arm, and as soon as he's able he rolls quickly away from Ramon, scowling at him. Bastard must be sobering up. "Alright, then, let's get it on!" he bellows, rising to his feet and breaking into a full-on run at Ramon.
As he nears the Mexican, he begins to skid on the ground as he slows down and attempts to convert what momentum isn't broken from his sudden stopping attempt into a roundhouse kick, his foot erupting in blue light halfway through the attack.
And after that outburst of lens flare, the rest of the attack trails hazy, blue afterimages of the American. And, indeed, so do the attacks that follow it, the force of the blows carrying Cody, and hopefully also Ramon, first backwards, and then eventually into the air, despite any lack of attempt at movement.
[OOC] Ramon says, "Eek."
COMBATSYS: Cody successfully hits Ramon with Dead End Irony.
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Cody 0/-------/------=|
This particular blow is rather painful. Ramon attempted to lift up his forearms, but they are driven aside and then smash into the poor Luchadore. Every one manages to flash successfully before the limp body crashes into the ground. Coughing heavily, scrambling to his feet, Ramon unsteadily whirls around while grasping his side. But there's still a look of confidence; Heightened more as he then snaps forward, without any word. Twirling around, the intent is to impact Cody in the chest, grab him by the hair, and /sling/ him over his shoulder with just one arm. Hard enough to bounce once on the ground most likely. "Rrrgh!" Well, okay, so he did make a noise. He appears to be in no better shape then Vanessa however; And GUESS WHAT FOLKS? Once more, Ramon has been hit in the back of the head during a fight. So far, he's never NOT been.
COMBATSYS: Cody interrupts Snapmare from Ramon with Bad Stamp.
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Ramon gets a good fistful of his hair, and even manages to get Cody up and over his head before the plan backfires and Cody thrusts his foot suddenly downwards, halting his overhead movement. And, with the American just sort of hanging there, gravity takes hold and Cody drops heavily on top of Ramon, leading with his foot in such a way that it plants right onto Ramon's neck and serves as an excellent tool to ensure his collapse downward and subsequent intense pain as Cody is now, in fact, _standing_ on the Mexican's neck!
Well, things were going well until Cody crumples on top of Ramon. The hapless hispanic is in a crumpled heap, unable to do much but writhe a few moments. In a flash of crimson, he does manage one last assault however; Driving to his feet in a burst of energy, he tries to leap through the air with Cody in tow and impact the ground right beside Vanessa with bone-crushing force. It's evident that a lot of willpower has been thrown into this endeavor; But one way or another, he's unconscious. And an unconscious Ramon is much less fun then an unconscious Vanessa. This is from personal experience.
COMBATSYS: Ramon can no longer fight.
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Vanessa 0/-------/--=====|====---\-------\0 Cody
COMBATSYS: Ramon successfully hits Cody with Savage Firecat.
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Vanessa 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Cody
The grab finds hold, and Cody is slammed brutally into the ground next to Vanessa's unconcious body. He gets up; Ramon doesn't.
Blood pouring from his mouth as a result of massive blunt trauma, Cody crawls to his feet, looks around briefly, and then thrusts a clenched and by now bloodied fist into the air, presumably eliciting applause -- or further applause -- from the crowd. He doesn't take long to soak in the praise, however, instead beelining for Duck. "Hey, man, sorry about the stools. Is this gonna be cash?"
The drunks are taken out, the booze is safe and the crowd is loving the show. Oh yes, it can't get much better than this. Sure the dance floor will need some cleaning up, but overall things went rather well and a fight was salvaged from the chaos. Duck calls over security to talk to them and get one to call an ambulance while the others get to carry Ramon and Vanessa to a safer place to the medics arrive. See, he can be a nice guy. Hopefully something can be found out if the red heads drinks really were spiked and if that is true somebody is getting more than fired. He doesn't even need to go walk out to congratulate Cody since the fighter came running to him. "Yeah, but I am taking out the stools cost which isn't too much."
Of all the damndest things Duck reaches into his hair and digs about before pulling out a rather thick stack of bills that all look to be 100's. He peels one off to stuff in a coat pocket then he hands the rest to Cody. "Here ya go. Twenty four hundred dollars." He grins and pats Cody on the shoulder then moves on to whistle loudly. "All right boys and girls, let's get back to partying!" And with that there is much dancing and drinking, and other sorts of defiling. WOO!
Log created by Duck, and last modified on 04:29:24 11/02/2005.