Description: A four-way free-for-all battle ended in a double-KO between Shenwoo and Duolon. (Winners: Shenwoo & Duolon)
The Saturday Night Fight match scheduled near Gedo High has already attracted a fair crowd, though not so many as might be; primarily Gedo students hanging out on the walls, while the rest of the spectators keep a...respectful distance on the other side of the street.
The roar of an engine can be heard a block away, and from around the corner screeches a sleek white convertible, the car zooming down the street while barely missing a beat. As it nears the fight site, the driver expertly twists the wheel, bringing the car around to perpendicular-park in the middle of the street. There's one side of the ring.
The driver hops out of the car, both hands on the door and swinging his legs over to plant his nice, expensive shoes on the ground. Roy flips his hair back, looking around with a light grin at the surroundings. "Been a while," he comments to nobody in particular as he snugs his fingerless gloves on tighter. "Now where's the rumble at...?"
Meanwhile, another one of the participants is making his way into the somewhat cordoned-off area where the fight is supposed to take place; his dark eyes hidden hind a pair of designer sunglasses, Shenwoo munches on a nice, shiny red apple as watches that car park on the far side of the area. The impressive bit of parking, and the appearance of what is probably one of his opponents for this afternoon, cause the berserker's brows to raise, his broad slash of a mouth pulling into a grin as he eats his apple, standing pretty much opposite from Roy. Well... So, he's not getting the chance to throw down with Duo Lon in public, at least he's getting to fight some 'interesting' opponents. The other Chinese fighter, he'll just catch up with later.
And the last to arrive, somewhat late yet not enough to be disqualified for such, is none other then Rolento Schugerg. A helicopter can be heard hovering over the combat proper, a sleek black combat one that would be much better suited to a world power military as opposed to such a mundane use. But instead of entering via zipline, a black humvee screeches to the curb. It seemed to almost manifest, popping around a corner in a tremendous roar of engine before whisking just behind Roy's own car.
The door opens, and out comes the tan figure in his standard armless Officer's uniform. Adjusting his red beret and pulling the baton free of his harness, he slams the door and then smoothly walks with shoulders back and head high into the ring proper with said baton wedged beneath an armpit in an almost regal display. He appears to be in good spirits, saluting one of the cameras. The smirk is far too foreboding, really. He seems to be here for a purpose beyond the fight at hand.
Forming something of a triangle with the other two, Rolento shifts his attention to Shenwoo. "A shame your associate is not able to join. I had a proposition to make... And an announcement, but such can wait until after the recreation. I don't have time for the fighter's foreplay -- let us begin!" Shifting his stance and twirling the baton, he impacts his open palm while hunching forward, center of balance perfectly situated into his center for maximum maneuverability. Straight to the punchline, huh? Well, at least one person is unlikely to complain.
COMBATSYS: Rolento has started a fight here.
Roy ambles into the ring, affecting a lazy swagger as he rolls a shoulder. Good to be back in Southtown, and even if Gedo Street isn't a normal hangout for him, the familiarity is welcome. He looks at ease, throwing a wave to the few Gedo kids who recognize him and shout out catcalls. Bringing his attention back down to the ground, Roy notices Shenwoo across the ring. A smirk lights up on his face, and he opens his mouth to call something out-
Only to be interrupted by the rather flamboyant arrival of the chopper and Hummer. He looks up first, forehead creasing in surprise, then whips around as the sound of the truck comes rolling up. His frown grows a little more. "Military, huh?" He shakes his head, pacing around the ring to keep the triangle equilateral as Rolento strides in. "Hey, you want it, you got it, Sarge." Roy cracks his knuckles, then charges in at Schugerg. Proposition, shmoposition -- he came to brawl! At an appropriate distance, Roy leaps forward, twisting his shoulder to tackle Rolento head on.
COMBATSYS: Roy has joined the fight here.
Roy ambles into the ring, affecting a lazy swagger as he rolls a shoulder. Good to be back in Southtown, and even if Gedo Street isn't a normal hangout for him, the familiarity is welcome. He looks at ease, throwing a wave to the few Gedo kids who recognize him and shout out catcalls. Bringing his attention back down to the ground, Roy notices Shenwoo across the ring. A smirk lights up on his face, and he opens his mouth to call something out-
Only to be interrupted by the rather flamboyant arrival of the chopper and Hummer. He looks up first, forehead creasing in surprise, then whips around as the sound of the truck comes rolling up. His frown grows a little more. "Military, huh?" He shakes his head, pacing around the ring to keep the triangle equilateral as Rolento strides in. "Hey, you want it, you got it, Sarge." Roy cracks his knuckles, then charges in at Schugerg. Proposition, shmoposition -- he came to brawl! At an appropriate distance, Roy leaps forward, twisting his shoulder to tackle Rolento head on.
Whistling quietly at another impressive entrance, Shenwoo is left with nothing to do but bark a laugh at Rolento. "Hey, it's probably for the best he couldn't. That way, I can give you two my full attention." Otherwise, Shen being Shen, he'd probably spend the whole time trying to basically just fight Duo Lon, his ostensible 'rival'. The self-styled 'God of Battle' watches as Roy goes after Rolento, and hey, why not just join in? His sunglasses still in place, and that apple still held in his right hand, the fighter from Shanghai takes a few quick steps forward before he pushes off the concrete, throwing himself into a quicker horizontal movement, his hair and shirt trailing behind him, advancing quickly on... Rolento, his left fist (i.e., not the one with the apple in it) extended. Perhaps a double-teaming like this isn't /fair/, but since when is a glorified street brawl ever supposed to be /fair/? "RAAAAH!"
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo has joined the fight here.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Roy successfully hits Rolento with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/----===|
COMBATSYS: Rolento blocks Shenwoo's Geki-Ken.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/---====|
Rolento's attention appears to no longer be wavering in the slightest. The sudden charge of Roy was not exactly expected; He's impacted dead in the chest, and all the wind knocked from his stomach as he flies backwards under Roy's charge and impacts the ground with tremendous force. Stars are flashing in his eyes, and he's had less painful impacts with grenades in his illustrious career. The thrown in punch, at least, is absorbed with a shoulder as opposed to directly impacting. However, it's easy to tell that the hurt is definitely on everyone's favorite Shank Squad member.
"I... was a Major..." Rolento hisses out, before attempting to press his foot against Roy's stomach and viciously kick him into the air. His arm presses the baton into the ground beside in the same instance, the wanted effect being that Rolento hurls himself skyward and grasps Roy by the ankle mid-air. A package of sticky grenades would then be slapped on the man's back, before he's hurled towards the center of the ring with a massive detonation. Landing in a crouch regardless, he still stumbles and winces while grasping his stomach. Probably cracked a couple ribs. Brilliant... Just brilliant.
COMBATSYS: Roy dodges Rolento's Fatality Package.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/--=====|
Most football players are hard,fast, and direct. Roy's no stranger to that method, but his own style's developed with a little flair. After the initial on-target slam, rather than press the forward attack Roy leaps backward, arcing himself into a flip onto his hands. As he finds new purchase on the ground, his legs kick upward to complete the flip, designer shoes aiming to strike Rolento on the chin. "My apologies, Major! I should have guessed from the flashy entrance!"
"Heh," laughs Shenwoo, as he hops back from Rolento and gives his left fist a shake. "Well, let's see how tough the other guy is," the tall man says, mainly to himself, as he takes a bit of his apple and then, this time, advances on Roy. His intent is, ultimately, pretty simple; once Roy has completed his flip one way or another, to get in there and grab him by the throat, and chokeslam him into the pavement. Hard, fast, and direct indeed; but the fact of the matter is that Shenwoo is just trying to have some fun, here.
COMBATSYS: Roy successfully hits Rolento with Flip Kick.
Glancing Blow
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/-======|
Rolento doesn't manage to completely shift to the side as Roy backflips, and is impacted heavily in his already aching chest. But it's only enough to knock him backwards a healthy few steps, before he grits his teeth in obvious pain and rears back his right arm. "But I am no longer part of the United States Army. I am now a Commander of my own!" Eyeing Shenwoo a moment, it appears that Rolento is more intent on disabling the present threat that is the lineman before dealing with the assassin. Twirling his baton in an exceptional manner, he commences a three-lunge strike towards Roy, intending to impact him with a whirlwind of strikes ending in a less then comfortable uppercut that could easily send the other flying. "Ha!!"
COMBATSYS: Roy endures Shenwoo's Kyakuten Touchi.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/--=====|
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Roy with Patriot Circle.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/=======|
"Ain't you just cute," Roy quips in return to Rolento as he returns to the full upright position. Before he can say more, however, he finds Shenwoo's hand clasped around his throat. Unable to move for the moment, Roy's face twists with pain as Rolento launches into his full beatdown, the quarterback taking every last hit. And then, as if that weren't enough, Shenwoo completes his little manuever by slamming Roy into the ground. The American's back hits hard, sending a shudder through his body and mussing his previously well-groomed hair. Despite the injuries, Roy grins up at Shenwoo and makes a grab for his shoulders to pull him down over Roy. Curling his legs up over his chest, Roy kicks up hard, aiming to send Shenwoo flying straight up into the air.
COMBATSYS: Roy successfully hits Shenwoo with Leg Launcher.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/--=====|=======\-------\0 Roy
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Rolento 0/-------/=======|
Aw, fudgesicles. Shenwoo - who is not an assassin, he just hangs out with one - gets quite solidly thrown by Roy, hitting the street not too far away, which is really a bit uncomfortable. "Keh!" he mutters as he hits... And wouldn't you know it, he lost his sunglasses in the process, the poor things now laying broken on the pavement. Shen doesn't see this until he gets back to his feet. Dammit! He /liked/ those sunglasses! "Tch...!" Well, to hell with you, Roy! The apple, which he /has/ managed to hold onto all this time, now gets chucked right at the football player. Yes, yes, it's petty. But... Flying apple.
COMBATSYS: Duolon has joined the fight here.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Duolon
Waylaid.
The ninja is furious as he stalks down Gedo Street, pushing audience members out of the way on his approach to the fight. Jostle, jostle, trip, shove. Rage is painted across his face, eyes closed tightly, lips pressed together... and if you know Duo Lon, you know that such is hardly fitting for him. The man /never/ shows irritation or anger, unless something serious has happened. And as the last of the audience members has been pushed aside, he brushes his sleeves off, glancing at the other combatants. Shenwoo, Rolento, some American boy. "My apologies, I was waylaid for a moment or two. As the fight is currently uneven, I'm willing to accept attention from all of you to keep things fair. If you wish to keep me out, that's acceptable as well." That being said, the ninja takes to a defensive stance, fingers straightening, one leg slid outward into a viable combat position. "But otherwise... come at me."
COMBATSYS: Duolon focuses on his next action.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|======-\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Duolon
Rolento appears content enough to enjoy the brief respite given to him in the midst of the combat as Shenwoo and Roy duke it out. It's truly a tremendous enough battle, and one that Rolento isn't about to distract them from until his chest stops throbbing and he's able to do more then wheeze painfully. However, then Duo Lon appears; And such is indeed a fitting enough target, for Rolento then yanks off a grenade and grunts somewhat. "Very well." is mumured, before he then hurls it with a rather large amount of force. It bounces once before detonating in a massive explosion, attempting to wash over Duo Lon in no small amount of horrific burning pain. He then raises his baton wardingly, for some manner of retaliation to come forth from any of the present party.
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Duolon with Grenadier.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Rolento
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Roy 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Duolon
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Roy with Thrown Object.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\1 Rolento
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Roy 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Duolon
Splat! The apple catches Roy on the face, breaking apart with the force and splattering something awful. His hand whips up to catch it, but too little too late, and instead he finds himself wiping apple chunks out of his eyes. "Aww, man. Aw, it's in my hair too! You know how long it took to get my hair set today?" Having wiped most of the solid bits off, Roy tightens his gloves again. He glances over to the newcomer -- well, they had said it would be a four fighter shindig -- but as Rolento engages him, Roy shrugs and looks back to Shenwoo. "Whaddya say we take this to the next level, huh?" Bromwell breaks into a sprint, charging straight at Shenwoo, one fist cocked back. Once gain he leaps forward, but instead of a shoulder check, this time his fist shoots straight forward. Golden spirals of chi swirl around it like a bullet as he drives it straight into Shenwoo's chest.
COMBATSYS: Roy successfully hits Shenwoo with Dynamite Straight.
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Shenwoo 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Rolento
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Roy 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Duolon
Oh, hey, look. It's Duo Lon! "Geez, you're even worse about being on time than /Ash/," Shenwoo calls over to the arriving assassin, but it looks like they've both got problems of their own to deal with. The berserker, for instance, has Roy headed right for him. That punch slams straight into Shenwoo's chest, indeed, with the impact of fist and the burning of chi, but it just makes Shenwoo grin all the more. "Oh, good. I was getting worried this was gonna be boring," he jokes, and then, well, he brings his head in with the admirable goal of just outright headbutting the American. Finesse really isn't much of a part of the street brawler's style.
There among the fighting there is one spectator up on the rooftops observing all with a somewhat keen eye and a rather large grin upon her face. Though Tiffany had managed to keep herself silent through most of the fight so far, she can't manage to hold in her excitement at this point as Roy clobbers some helpless Miami Vice shirt wearing fighter. "Yeah Roy! Teach them not to mess with Pacific!" she shouts out then hands quickly clap over her mouth and she drops down behind the rise of the top of the building to hide herself. Roy is busy with a fight and well, she didn't shout too loud right? Yeah, that's the ticket. The football star would have never heard that. She didn't want him distracted afterall. He needs to win!
Naturally, the Hizoku assassin tries to slide to the right, away from the lobbed grenade. And, as most attempts to dodge area-impact explosive devices go... Duo Lon is caught fully in the resulting explosion. Thrown into a makeshift barrier around the ring, the young man moans for a moment, stamping out fires on one of the ornate tails to his outfit before standing again, collecting himself. Words weren't an issue anymore, he had nothing to say.
Instead, a growl leaves painted lips, and Duo Lon resumes his first stance, hands knifelike, legs bent. A flash of purple/black, and an unnatural flicker of dark chi energy gives his foot a blurring effect... which is typically enough to confuse the enemy. Projectiles, classically, arc towards the opponent, visible as any thrown object. Duo Lon didn't work like that, however. A geyser of purple explodes out of the ground, an effort to take out Rolento's knees and feet.
COMBATSYS: Rolento fails to slow Genmu Kyaku Uchikiba from Duolon with Mine Sweeper.
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Shenwoo 1/-------/=======|===----\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/------=/=======|=====--\-------\0 Duolon
Well, Rolento had assumed that these particular projectiles would behave normally. As such, as he begins to roll backwards in preparation of unleashing a devestating multiple-grenade assault, he's instead struck full-bore by the ensuing explosion. With a grunt of pain he's sent sizzling backwards, landing heavily on a shoulder and rolling to a stop. Gritting his teeth and slowly raising to his feet, there's a few grenades scattered around that thankfully do not have their pins pulled. The baton is still held in a singed gloved hand, and with a shrug of his shoulders Rolento turns back towards Duolon. "Well... Interesting technique. I have some business with you and your associate after this is completed, if you the time..."
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Roy with Strong Punch.
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Shenwoo 1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Duolon
Roy has a brief moment to look surprised when Shenwoo doesn't go flying from the force of the punch. The brawler's definitely tougher than he looks. And then said brawler smashes his forehead into Roy's face, sending him staggering back and looking mighty bruised up now. "Knew I shoulda worn my helmet," he comments, grinning through the pain. "Listen, you seem to know prettyboy over there. I think you should go say hi." And with that he grabs for Shen, aiming to snag him by the arm and belt and use that grip to send Shenwoo flying over toward Duolon. Not necessarily to hit him, just, y'know. Get him over there.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo dodges Roy's Strong Throw.
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Shenwoo 1/------=/=======|===----\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/---====/=======|=====--\-------\0 Duolon
Jerking his arm away from Roy, Shenwoo manages to keep his belt from getting grabbed, too; so, no getting tossed away like a sack of flour for him, at least not just yet. "Oh, don't worry, I'll go over there in a minute," says the berserker, laughing. "But I'm having fun right HERE!" And now /he/ tries to grab Roy, aiming to hook an arm around the back of the American's neck, and bend him over to lay into him with the other fist rather ferociously. He can't really tell how his 'associate' is doing over there with Mr. Be All You Can Be, but at the moment it isn't really his problem! Presuming the success of the rest of this, well, he just shoves Roy facefirst at the pavement, with a brief roar. "RAAH!"
"...Business? I was under the impression that there was a bit of a grudge between us." The explosions don't seem to bother Duo Lon, and the successes of his friend bring his spirits up quite a bit. "In any case, it'll have to wait until you wake up, we're busy at the moment." Duo Lon turns, at that, eyes on somebody in the audience. Just looking them over, staring them down. Curious, more than threatening. Perhaps they'd have nightmares... as the ninja simply dissolves into the pavement, his body melting in a gruesome enough manner.
Flesh bubbling, falling to the pavement, followed by muscle tissue, blood, bones dissolving to dust, disappearing. And all within a second. Duo Lon reappears /behind/ Rolento, in a burst of purplish, life-draining chi. Skeletal ninja, skulls, shrieking spirits surround him for a brief moment, and if Rolento isn't fast enough to /do something/ about it... well, his world won't be a fun one.
COMBATSYS: Duolon successfully hits Rolento with Shiryou Hatsu Seikin.
- Power hit! -
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Shenwoo 1/-------/=======|======-\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/---====/=======|=======\-------\0 Duolon
Well, Rolento is definitely a particularly strong warrior. Ergo, he is also not quite used to the enormous shows of chi that the likes of Duo Lon are capable of exacting. Shenwoo's strength, that at least can be predicted. But the assassin? He stumbles forward, hissing in pain while whirling around with... a grin on his scarred countenance. "I did not know you were Duo Lon. Your reputation is rather impressive... A few men and a first lieutenant mean nothing compared to the services you are able to render. But you are right; We can palaver later. No more games."
Rolento then snaps up his right hand, and a wire explodes from the ground and screams at Duo Lon. "Ready?" It attempts to wrench around the other man's neck in an impossible manner, before he'd then try to yank it tight and cut off the very blood flow to the other man's brain. "GO!!"
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Roy with Saikouhou-Geki.
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Shenwoo 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/-======/=======|=======\-------\0 Duolon
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Duolon with Take No Prisoner.
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Shenwoo 1/-----==/=======|-------\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 1/-======/=======|=======\====---\1 Duolon
And then Rolento leaps upwards, as the helicopter lowers down. A man with a wench ziplines down, and the wire is snapped over it before Rolento descends and yanks Duo Lon unceremoniously upwards a good thirty feet. He continues to yank harder, and harder, until Duo Lon would impact the wench and his head just about pop off. Then the wire snaps, and the assassin will be allowed to fall to the ground. That, at least, should show the other man that Rolento is far from a two-bit player.
In his attempt to fling Shenwoo, Roy glances over his shoulder to see...Duo Lon melting. Into the ground. What the -hell-? That little distraction costs him, as Shenwoo grabs him around the neck and proceeds to pound on Roy even harder than before. Bromwell is slammed unceremoniously to the ground, looking very much scuffed up. No amount of drycleaning is saving these clothes. But Roy isn't down for the count at all. He pushes himself up, but not all the way. When he's crouched, his feet shift, and suddenly he's not so much getting up as he is prepping for a sprint. And sprint he does, launching himself in a shoulder check at Shenwoo, golden chi boosting his speed phenomenally. If he manages to catch Shenwoo on his shoulder, he carries the brawler several feet forward before a shoulder jiggle sends Shenwoo airborne for just a brief second: long enough for Roy to spin around, building up just that much more momentum...and SLAMMING a chi-blazened fist into Shenwoo's stomach with a dramatic explosion.
COMBATSYS: Roy successfully hits Shenwoo with Dynamite Justice.
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Shenwoo 2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 0/-------/----===|=======\====---\1 Duolon
Whoa, look at that over there. Duo's dangling from a... Wire? Weird. Distracted or not, Shenwoo makes a valiant attempt to try and get out of the way of the rather painful combination Roy's aiming at him, but it's to no avail; he gets checked, knocked into the air and then met with that chi-ensconced fist, which a) hurts, b) burns and c) knocks most of the wind out of him. Landing in a heap, the Shanghai brawler cough and laughs, his vision going a bit red. "That was... Ha ha ha! ...That was good," he says to Roy, shaking his head a bit. Actually, that's not all that's shaking, as Shenwoo's lean but powerful body quivers with barely-surpressed rage. Breathing heavily as he gets to his feet and faces Roy, the self-styled 'God of Battle' finally loses control, letting out a loud roar as he charges at Roy, his chi briefly flaring visibly around his body in a powerful, violent aura of red as he aims a quick jab at Roy's face...
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Roy with Bakuma Assault.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 0/-------/=======|=======\====---\1 Duolon
...And after that quick jab connects, the berserker continues to attack Roy with everything he's got; fists, elbows, knees, feet, forehead, Shenwoo uses these all as weapons in a furious assault, that probably seems to go on for a really long time from Roy's perspective. It ends fairly soon, however, this punishment from the raging 'God of Battle', with another poweful headbutt, before Shen finally shoves Roy away, and stands there, his shoulders heaving with every ragged breath, teeth gritting. He's certainly a little worse for wear himself, but... Hey, at least he's looking better than /Roy/, right now.
[OOC] Rolento says, "I think I'll parry Duolon's Max. Yeah, that sounds good."
[OOC] Roy says, "Okay, so Duolon is posing, right? 'Cause I gotta go do something real quick."
Duo Lon has but a moment after he realizes there's a wire headed straight for his neck, and an attempt to step backwards gives him no respite. A quick, flailing yelp, and he's dragged upwards, unable to breathe, vision going black from the lack of oxygen to his head. And as the world becomes ever so much smaller, and the helicopter above becomes much, much larger, Duo's head impacts the wench pulling him, and he's released. Blissfully, eh?
The ninja regains his composure quickly, and with quite a bit of presence of mind, clings to the bottom of the helicopter, snarling, one hand on a landing rail, the other rubbing at his neck. "Relying on others! Uncouth!" The hand at his neck whips forward, a tendril of purple-black chi snaking -through- the armored exterior of the helicopter. Not that Rolento would be able to tell, right away, but a strangled moan from within signifies the abrupt death of the pilot, and another, the other man within. Thus empowered by the life of others, Duo snarls a final time, surrounded by his own dark energy. "I'll show you power." He simply lets go of the now-flagging helicopter, allowing the thing to sail towards the ground while he seems to plummet, floating at the last moment... surrounded by even louder, more solid shrieking ghouls and skeletal figures. "Rolento, fall!" Hundreds of shadowy tendrils rocket towards the Shank Squad commander, a loud shriek accompanying the assualt. "HIDEN GENMU ONRYOUHEKI!" It's shrieked. He's near his end, obviously.
COMBATSYS: Rolento dodges Duolon's Hiden Genmu Onryouheki.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Rolento
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Roy 0/-------/=======|-------\-------\0 Duolon
"I would think an assassin who freely ambushes by teleport would respect that there are no rules of engagement beyond winning." Rolento smoothly retorts to Duo Lon once he regains some manner of composure. Rolento himself takes a deep breath, appearing to be well on the road to defeat but still quite capable of unleashing a delicious torrent of destruction if he is so inclined. However, assaulting his helicopter causes a narrowing of his eyes. It begins to spiral away, before a third manages to regain the controls and whisk it up just before impacting a building. This causes a deep sigh of relief from Rolento. That helicopter was one of the more expensive Russian imports, and he's only had it for a couple weeks.
As for the tendrils, Rolento merely backflips smoothly. They grope only the ground, impacting the concrete rather heavily. It was an absurdly close call, and more a desperate attempt rather then one Rolento thought would succeed. But it did, and with something of an exhale he yanks out a knife and hurls it right towards Duo Lon with a hiss. It sizzles through the air, attempting to hit him right in the throat. It wouldn't be fatal, but it might silence him for a period of time...
Wham, slam, bam, thank you ma'am. Every single hit from Shenwoo connects, pounding on Roy again and again, the expensive clothing providing little cushioning from the blows. To his credit, Roy remains standing throughout the assault, but the final headbutt staggers him, worsening an already noticeable blood trickle from the nose. The shove from Shenwoo sends him toppling backward easily, rolling along the ground.
*cough* "You're good," Roy acknowledges, spitting some blood from his mouth. "But I can't let it end this way." He grins at Shenwoo, the grin of a man who knows more than the other. "But I'll just stick to what I know best." And with that, he bursts off the ground, once more dashing toward Shenwoo. The few seconds on the ground were enough to collect the last bits of stamina for this final assault redux. Once again, Roy tries to tackle Shenwoo with blinding speed, this time calling out "Dynamite..." And once again, he spins, that powerful punch once more lashing out at the so-called God of Battle. Bakuma Assault is a powerful attack, but why use lots of little attacks when one big one does just as well? "JUSTICE!"
Regardless of the outcome, Roy drops to his knees, quite plainly unwilling and unable to continue the fight.
COMBATSYS: Roy can no longer fight.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Duolon
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Rolento 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo dodges Roy's Dynamite Justice.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|-------\-------\0 Duolon
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Rolento 0/-------/-------|
"Not this time," Shenwoo says, cleanly stepping out of the way of Roy's attack, having calmed down a bit in the meantime. "Good fight, though," he adds sincerely, patting the American's shoulder as he falls to his knees. Now, then, the berserker has some bigger fish to fry. Specifically, one big military fish. Once that's done, then he can get on to the /real/ party. Though whether he'll have anything left to do then is another question entirely! Dashing towards Rolento, Shenwoo throws himself forward into a Gekiken for the second time, his beringed left fist aimed at the military man's head from behind. "SHYAAAAAAAAAA!" One down, two more to go, that's how the brawler sees things.
COMBATSYS: Rolento successfully hits Duolon with Stinger.
Glancing Blow
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Duolon
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Rolento 0/-------/------=|
These damn knives! Again, Duo Lon is taken by the thing in his shoulder, stepping back, and ripping it out of his body, blood freely trickling from his nose and lips. A sharp hiss is given at the withdrawal, but he recovers quickly enough, tossing the thing to the ground. "Tch." It's a sound of disgust, though whether or not it's with himself or at Rolento's action is up to the listener. Bloody, bruised, and tired... Duo Lon takes a moment to collect himself. He leans back against one of the borders of the ring, and wraps a few of the more serious wounds on his form, taking the bleeding down to a minimum. "Shen, take him!"
COMBATSYS: Duolon takes a breather.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0 Duolon
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Rolento 0/-------/------=|
Well, it seems that Duolon doesn't want to die. But this is fine with Rolento. He is quite aware that the proximity of the blade was literally a knife's edge; And to take such a respite in battle? Foolish. Rolento grins in triumph, and then pulls out a simple triangular blade. "This is not a game of tag, Assassin..." Completely ignoring Shenwoo, he twirls the weapon between his fingers before brutally hurling it towards Duo Lon once more, attempting to hit him right in the chest with no small amount of force. Yes, it is tiny, but size is not everything.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Rolento with Geki-Ken.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Duolon
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Rolento 0/-------/---====|
Well, it seems that Duolon doesn't want to die. But this is fine with Rolento. He is quite aware that the proximity of the blade was literally a knife's edge; And to take such a respite in battle? Foolish. However, he's then struck dead in the head from behind; This was unexpected, having hoped that Roy would deal with him slightly longer. But as he blacks out, Rolento still grins in triumph, and then pulls out another long blade. "This is not a game of tag, Assassin... I think I will declare our battle a draw..." Completely ignoring Shenwoo, he twirls the weapon between his fingers before brutally hurling it towards Duo Lon once more, attempting to hit him right in the chest with no small amount of force. And then he totally collapses, allowing his injuries to take him. Probably not a good idea the day before a major assault, but it'll do.
COMBATSYS: Rolento can no longer fight.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Duolon
COMBATSYS: Duolon blocks Rolento's Stinger.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-======|===----\-------\0 Duolon
The knife. AGAIN. However, Duo Lon knew better this time, and simply threw his hands up, taking the blade in an arm. It hurt, but the ninja was already prepared to attack Shenwoo... and apparently not to happy about it. "Thanks for taking him. I don't know if I could have survived, otherwise." He stands again, clearly on his last legs, wobbling, wiping blood from his eyes. "But you know how this fight ends. I'll make sure it's nothing too painful, friend." He draws back and snaps his foot forward, stumbling afterward. Again, a blast of purple energy erupts from the ground, straight beneath Shenwoo's feet.
With the imminent threat over, Roy falls onto his butt, sitting there for the time being while he watches the others finish. He rubs at his neck, not looking too upset despite being the first one to fall. He didn't get much fighting in while in the states, so more likely than not he's just rusty. Yeah, that's probably it. He'll just have to find Boman or Daigo or some other brick wall to pound on for a while.
COMBATSYS: Duolon successfully hits Shenwoo with Genmu Kyaku Uchikiba.
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Shenwoo 1/------=/=======|====---\-------\0 Duolon
With Rolento down, what's Shenwoo to do? Oh yes, he knows how this is all going to end, the way it should've started, with himself facing against Duolon. Alas that they're both too battered for it to be much fun. "You know me, I love to help out," the berserker says, smirking broadly at the other Chinese fighter, and beckoning him on. "Bring it." And, it's brought. Despite his best efforts, Shenwoo is in fact in the middle of blast of purple energy, roaring in pain as it rages around him. "NOT ENOUGH!!" shouts the self-styled 'God of Battle', before he rather suddenly rockets out of the dying column of energy, looking only slightly less wild than he did before snapping on Roy. His hair and shirt trail behind him, the last vestiges of Duo Lon's attack still burning on him as he advances, his beringed left fist extended for another Gekiken... But this time, Shenwoo moves so fast that he blurs, almost disappearing from sight, while a shockwave of energy rides in front of his fist, slowly expanding outwards as he hauls ass towards Duo Lon, like some kind of crazy, roaring human bullet. "ORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo successfully hits Duolon with Setsu Geki-Ken.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/-------|=======\-------\1 Duolon
A shame. Shenwoo wasn't very tactical, but the boy was /fast/. Duo Lon is slammed in the chest, carried backwards and bouncing off of a barrier before heading back into the arena, towards Shenwoo as he subsides. Duo Lon, for the record, is barely awake, eyes closing, face impassive, somber. As well, and this is probably much more noticeable, the young man is surrounded by his own dark chi, waves of deathly tendrils suffusing his form, taking to anybody who comes near.
In this case, Shenwoo. The ninja impacts the ground, heavily, and falls unconscious, but not before managing to send many of the leeching ropes of wraithlike death towards his friend. "Come with, Shen. You deserve.. a rest.."
COMBATSYS: Duolon can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Duolon successfully hits Shenwoo with Shiryou Hatsu Seikin.
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Shenwoo 0/-------/----===|
Breathing heavily after his last Gekiken, Shenwoo's dark eyes remain focused on Duo Lon; he knows the Hizoku has a few more tricks left up his sleeve, even at a time like this, and while he certainly has proven his strength here today... It looks like Duo's last attack is a /little/ too fast on the draw for him. He doesn't manage to escape the horrible tendrils, which kinda sucks... But it really doesn't hurt as much as he was expecting! It is, however, certainly enough to sap the last of the fight out of Shenwoo, who sinks down to his knees. "Hah. Well, fair's fair," he says, laughing a bit as he then flops to the ground. Goodnight, Gracie.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Shenwoo can no longer fight.
Log created by Roy, and last modified on 14:20:53 08/14/2005.