Description: While Gen may be an extraordinary assassin, when faced against multiple opponents with myriad talents, no matter how feeble their own strengths in comparison to his, with a bit of luck, he is overcome. Hero of the people Shingo Yabuki, psychic wonderboy Alma Towazu, and the dude with big tentacles and bad headaches Damian Williams, triumph. Guest starring a special announcer we know you'll enjoy... (Winner: Shingo, Damian, and Alma)
"Ladies and gentlemen! Here we are today for another exciting addition of Saturday night fight!" Drones the announcer, "Today we have a real treat, the great Master Gen, the venera- Hey what the hell?" SCRREEETCH FEEDBACK!!!
"Hey Stopit! This is an -"
"Gimme that, err, shut up!"
"Someone help m-" *THWACK* *THUD*
"Sorry about those technical problems, Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my pleasure, the great Oracle Naerose Delphine coming to you LIVE from another Saturday night Fight!.. In this corner we have the great master, the venerable champion of martial arts GEN! and his opponents, you all know him, you all love him, give it up for Shingo Yabuki! And his Team mates Damian Williams and the attractive AAaaaaallllma!"
Some confusion, but generally cheers as no one really listens to announcers anyway.
"Today we have a three on one at the same time, come on kids ! Show some respect to your elders.. Err hey, can I get paid for being here Mister Howard?"
COMBATSYS: Shingo has started a fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Gen has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Gen has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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Gen 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Shingo
COMBATSYS: Damian has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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"All fighters ready? I knew that groove was in your heart, it's the SNF fighting two thousand and five, coming to you here from Metro Industrial districts, GO FOR BROKE!"
COMBATSYS: Alma has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Well, isn't this a change of pace. The fights this week are taking place in Metro City, which Gen is far from reluctant to travel to. After all, a new city, a new chance to meet stronger, more powerful fighters.
Unfortunately for this old master, Geese decided to put him up against three fighters who, if one had to guess, couldn't topple him by themselves, but together are more than a force to be reckoned with. Verily Gen won't find his deathmatch among this crowd, but it will be a challenge for him nevertheless, a true test of his skills. Is he as sharp as he once was, or has age truly begun dulling his senses and technique? Soon there will be an answer.
Gen is largely uninterested in the scuffle going on in the announcers booth. Instead his attention is on that of his opponents, who may or may not have already arrived. His body may be old, but his mind is plenty sharp. Calculating it all out in his mind... that's what he must do.
COMBATSYS: Gen focuses on his next action.
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An abandoned factory. Is it really still abandoned when full of a a large crowd of people, announcers, filming crew, and five fighters ready to get it on? Because isn't that a direct opposition of the meaning of the word? Despite the definition could also mean that it's no longer in functional use for what it was originally constructed for. Which would be dead on the money. Either way, this is the stage for today's SNF live from Metro City.
Shingo stands on the designated side of the, well there is no real arena or ring, so he just stands on his side. You know, the side next to his teammates for the match. One of which who he is acquainted with. The other? Not so much. Nonetheless he grins to them both widely, a respectful nod was given to the 'adult' of the group, "This is going to be a terrific fight, I just know it." Shingo looks over to Gen, someone he has bested in a fight before with a teammate, and gives him a nod of respect as well. The boy then finishes up his preparations for the fight. This includes waving to the crowd and the special guest 'witch' announcer.
That taken care of, it looks like everyone else is ready to begin. That includes him. So the old man isn't going to rush into a group of three people who are looking to beat him up for fun and profit. Gee, why is Shingo not surprised? One last look to his teammates, "Heh. As long as we work together we can do this! Let's go!" He instantly looks back to Gen and launches himself at the older fighter. Like, way older. "SHINGO KIIIIICKU!" This has officially and unofficially become his trademark opening technique.
Alright, Metro City!
Well, this isn't Alma Towazu's first time in America, at least, not since his trip with his modelling studio. But it *is* the first time he's had an official tournament match here, and as such, our heroic psychic prettyboy extraordinaire is, though as composed and mild-faced as ever, somehow just glows with enthusiasm. Perhaps it's his bright eyes; perhaps just the way he stands, somehow even more poised than usual. While still looking like a total bishonen, he gives off the aura of a little kid on his first time going to the circus.
Alma doesn't travel much, but when he does, he tries to enjoy it.
As he approaches the stage -- giving the announcer's booth a slightly worried look once he recognizes the new voice, but not reacting otherwise -- he casts grins to both of his fellow fighters. "Shingo. Mr. Williams. Nice to see you both again." His genuinely friendly tone contrasting with his eminently calm voice, Alma parts his lips to say something more, but then blinks once and looks over to where Gen stands. Again, Alma doesn't play up his reaction much yet, but a certain widening of the eyes reveals that, on some level, he recognizes the old man's immense power. Aura senses, and whatnot.
But instead of rushing in with Shingo just yet, the youth decides to get himself in gear, and taking a deep breath, he lets the rhythm of the fight begin to take him once again, immersing himself in the flow. But he doesn't get too lost in it. Not so lost that he doesn't take some time to cast an otherwise completely deadpan wink at a gaggle of twelve-year-old girls holding signs, who then nearly collapse in a fit of the giggles.
COMBATSYS: Alma gathers his will.
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This is not exactly the sort of conflict Damian was hoping for. Gen is not some lower-tier fighter; At least, one could hope not. The black suited finger glances towards the usurped commentator's box, but seems content enough to only take off his tan trenchcoat and hat. These are set well aside, and Damian shrugs his broad shoulders. He adjusts the black gloves on his hands, a weird hiss of pneumatics as his fist clenches. He has no real intent of doing anything but badly exploding in this conflict. However, there's one thing he's very good at doing. Not dying. And he plans to show such in flying colors against Gen. "It might be." is responded about 'terrific fights', Damian then crossing his arms over his abdomen and merely observing Gen closely. He doesn't look like he's about to do anything very spectacular yet. Alma might be in it for fun and profit, but Damian is only in it since he's dancing on Igniz' puppet strings for combat data on his most personal experiment. Fun.
COMBATSYS: Damian focuses on his next action.
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[OOC] Alma waves his Shingo flag. "S'all you, man!"
COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Gen with Shingo Kick.
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"I've timed how long it's taken these fighters to begin moving, for those of you not sleeping it took about as long as the organizers of King of Fighters take to arrange another tournament. And now for commentary from my partner and co-announcer Silvester the bunny," the feminine announcer states and for a moment the microphone is silenced, then as if someone took a needle and stabbed a rabbit in the butt with it's mouth to it, you hear a sudden scream like a child (cause that's what I'm told tortured rabbits sound like) only because this is anime style, it's more like the voice actress Hillary Haag acting out Menchi the dog from Excel saga. More likely it's just Naerose being a clutz some more.
"Meanwhile Alma shows off his vanity in one corner and Damian Williams stares at Gen's Vanity in the other. . What a fight - Oh wait is this? It is! Shingo Yabuki opens up with a sneaky surprise attack at the start of the round, just as everyone was starting to fall asleep he does his token 'SHINNGOOOO KICKKKU!' One moment while the central office transmits his statistics, "
Since Naerose is an imposter who beat up the real announcer, there is no transmition, only Zuul.
"Right, The Shingo Kick is known and feared throughout the fighting community for it's fierce speed and heavy damage, the hit rate is recorded approximately over eight- make that ninety nine point nine percent and everyone who has been hit with it so far polled agrees that they wish they hadn't been, now back to you Silvester the bunny."
-Momentary silence from the announcer booth-
Unable to evade Shingo's attack, Gen takes the kick solidly, and certainly teeters from it, but doesn't falter, not taking severe damage as a consequent. However, It does wake him up, showing him that this fight is going to be a bit more serious than he'd thought.
But rather than worry about Shingo for now, Gen has another idea. If past encounters are to be believed, Shingo is the strongest point of the team Gen now faces, and thus is best isolated. Meaning, it's time to take out the trash, first, starting with the one known as Alma. Gen has felt power like his before--it's the same as Vega or Rose. Some power that isn't the Chi he manipulates within other people, meaning, a slight change in strategy is required. In this case, said change is Gen jumping in to the air, eventually coming in to contact with a catwalk high overhead. And from there he springs off, flying for Alma like a human missile, one leg extended out for his chest, trying to impale the fighter in the most heinous of fashions.
Initial attempts of Shingo doing his best to keep Gen's attention on him have failed. The man obviously knows what he wants and what he wants to do to get it. In other words, Gen totally wants Alma. Now Shingo isn't the jealous type, but hey, if Gen is going to turn his back to him then the boy might as well capitalize on the situation. The Shingo Kick didn't do much to garner his attention, so let's see what a barrel can do. And oh look, there's a cluster of them conveniently nearby to the announcer's booth. Shingo hops over there and grins to everyone nearby there, "Hope you don't mind me borrowing this?" Then? Then he simply kicks one of the huge oil drums over to intercept Gen's head.
COMBATSYS: Alma blocks Gen's Ouga.
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Underestimate prettyboys at your own peril! Gen's attack is crazy-fast, and there's no way Alma can react in time to actually defend against it, surely -- until his head suddenly snaps up, so fast that he didn't seem to move at all, and gazes, with clear, calm, smiling determination, right into the old man's eyes. And in a single quick motion, he snaps up his palm, and takes the entire impact on his hand.
Even with his superhuman resilience, that probably should've snapped his hand in half. But a spiderweb of energy flickers into existence and absorbs most of the blow; Alma's natural aura barrier takes the impact and, with new instincts born of having Psycho Power, transfers the energy to the ground beneath him, which splinters. Then, with a single thrust, he reverst the force, and pushes Gen back: hopefully into the path of Shingo's barrel.
Continuing the movement, he then takes all the energy he's been gathering, and with only a quiet "Hmph!", releashes a powerful beam of pinkish-white Psycho Power right at the old man in mid-air...
-Some nibbling over the speaker, like a rabbit eating a carrot -
"Yes thank you Silvester, I couldn't agree more, it seems that Alma's self worship has attracted the old man's jealousy toward the beauty of youth and here he comes to make all the pre pubescent girls of the world cry - Fun fact about Alma, this under wear model got his start when he was mistakenly caught trying on women's clothes, how about that? Why are male models always the feminine looking ones."
- More nibbling from Silvester -
"And Shingo breaks in with a advertisement for Shell oil, while the embittered old man fails to dent this model's portfolio so far.. And here is a statistic of the Master fighter Gen, one time he meditated so hard and long that a colony of birds moved into his beard . . Oh wait, the officials are telling me that they still live there and have had grand children! Congratulations!"
In a much more subtle manner, Damian simply draws out his tentacles. They flicker up in the air, writhing like serpants, a cold mix of cerulean and silver. As quick as lightning they lance through the air, attempting to grasp Gen by the back of his head through a mild feint. If such works, a rather severe burst of energy will be channeled into hapless Gen, with rather explosive force. Despite the bizarre fact that he has tentacles sprouting from his middle back, Damian is otherwise unmoved. He still has his hands calmly folded before himself, observing Gen without any tangible concern.
COMBATSYS: Damian successfully hits Gen with Sudden Riptide.
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COMBATSYS: Gen dodges Shingo's Large Thrown Object.
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COMBATSYS: Gen fails to interrupt Two Heavens Harmony from Alma with Kirou.
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"Looks like some life from Damian William's corner as he. . Oh my god, oh no, don't watch Silvester, I'm not sure what he is doing to that poor old man, but he seems to have watched too much filthy anime! Shame on you Damian William's but whatever it is doing it is working, Ooo, Shingo Yabuki's oil for pain program is a utter flop and international scandal while Alma comes in hard with an attack that is as angelic as his ad in the latest issue of Eleven teen magazine! Now that's what we like to call BIG damage, " comes the announcing of Naerose.
Well, the best laid plans. Deflecing Damian's attack is a total failure, ending up getting pounded with the energy quite fully. Again, the attack doesn't severely damage him, but it's all starting to add up. Then, Shingo's attack is evaded successfully. And yet even after both of those are done and Gen goes to impale Alma, it just doesn't come out in time, Gen ending up blasted with Alma's effeminate kamehameha wave. Skidding to a stop after getting knocked away, Gen rolls once, performing a back flip to end up, eventually, on his feet, staring all his opponents down once again. This could get vaguely serious, in a moment, here.
So what if the three fighters presumably couldn't topple the Assassin's Fist master in a 1v1 fight? That's not really the point. The point is that altogether, it looks like the three of them will topple him. And in a 3v1 that really isn't a surprise. There's safety and strength in numbers. Anybody could tell you that much. This is why people form teams. To pool their strengths together and cover each other's weaknesses.
Shingo rubs his head sheepishly when the oil drum clatters harmlessly to the ground after missing Gen and rolls along its merry way. "Eheheh...uhhh, oops?" This is also in response to Naerose's comments. Which have him laughing and blinking at her. Well! No time for that now. "Let's do this again!" He kicks another drum over in Gen's direction with a hefty kick.
Alma feels responsible to rush in, now. After all, Shingo did it last time, and he can't have people accusing him of being some sissy who runs around in women's clothing. He'll be a women's-clothing-free sissy, thank you very much.
Thus, with a sidelong Deadpan EX look at the place from which Naerose's voice emanates, Alma dashes in toward the older fighter. "My turn," he murmurs, and then leaps forward with enough gathered power to make the air shudder around him, and leaves trailing images of himself behind him as he slides forward with a low sweeping kick. The other images, however, aren't sliding, but are still booking it; they strike with a series of weaving, feinting blows, until the final one -- Alma himself -- lances forward with a harsh sidekick.
With him comes the smell of rain...
There's a glare thrown towards the announcer at the comments about his tentacles. But he's laid-back and really cares little beyond observation. Both tentacles strike out once more, one lancing down low for Gen's leg, the other high for his neck. The attempt is to twirl him around and slam him into the ground from a safe distance, although his participation remains to be from about fifteen feet away. Feel the burn, old man!
COMBATSYS: Gen dodges Shingo's Large Thrown Object.
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COMBATSYS: Gen blocks Damian's Twin Kraken Grasp.
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COMBATSYS: Gen fails to interrupt Autumn Rain from Alma with Kirou.
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- More nibbling over the speakers -
"Well ladies and gentlemen, looks like Gen is in trouble now, the old man beat down is going well and good for the crew of misfit youth and Damian, while it looks like Shingo will continue his kicking, Yes Yabuki you show us those high kicks, and here comes Alma, er.. Distracted from something heh.. I wonder what? Well Silvester, no time to ponder, looks like he's going for an attempt to kick Gen while he's down too and finally Damian.. Huh, seems he's got the same thing on his mind as Alma,"
- A hotdog vender makes his way past the booth -
"Oh, they're just hungry, well, boys will be boys. And the Tentacle >BLEEB< continues. Hey wait a minute, this thing is on an auto censor. Cool! Ma F>Bleep bleep bleep bleep< and >Bleep bleep bleeeeeeeeeeep< Wew! I need something to drink, back to you Silvester."
-Silence from the booth, except for nibbling.-
"Yes I agree Silvester, seems mister Gen wanted to catch Alma's foot and possibly break it off. . Well he certainly caught his foot and I'm starting to think we need to call those people who do the 'I have fallen and I can't get it up' er.... Wait a minute, I think I got that somehow wrong."
This time, Gen's defense is a bit better. Shingo's throwing of barrels is once again evaded, jumped over like Mario so that it can roll off someplace harmlessly. Damian's attack is likewise slowed to nothing, Gen rolling after being tossed and thus negating the majority of the damage.
Unfortunately for Gen, he's just having no luck with poking Alma. Another failed attempt leaves him with the sweet smell of rain and a confused look on his face. This was rather unexpected.
Alma finishes his combo by spinning away and running a hand through his hair, which is now dashingly unkempt due to the fact that it's gotten damp somehow, as though he's just walked through a light shower. Without entirely meaning to... he strikes a pose.
And then takes a few steps back to try and get out of range, before the old guy figures out what happened and tears his head off.
Damian seems to just be more irritated by Naerose then anything else. "These are combat-grade biolinked non-organic tentacles!" He sounds to be rather embaressed, although without exactly knowing why. "So... Please be quiet!" A normal person might of said 'shut up', but that's not Damian. Looking to be getting more of a headache from the fight, what with Shingo throwing barrels and Alma magically avoiding complete imposion, Damian just turns his back and begins to rub his temples with a long exhale.
COMBATSYS: Damian takes a breather.
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Barrel tossing. Fun for all. Now he can see why Donkey Kong and various other gorillas enjoy doing it so much. However throwing barrels, while fun, isn't exactly getting him anywhere. Not with Gen jumping all over the place to evade the objects. Nevermind he's jumping right into the attacks of the other two. "Well, this isn't working. Let me ge back into this! SHINGO KIIIIIIIICKU!" Yep. He's going to spam this as much as he can this fight. Someone think about stopping him. Go ahead. Give it a shot.
"Oh hey! I've played this game, where the damsel is in distress and the big ape is throwing barrels. Guess I'm the damsel! Eek ekk save me! And now let me amend my statement, seems Shingo is not kicking, unless it's kicking Barrels. Still Gen makes a fairly uninspired hero, Shingo would make a much more attractive hero, don't you think Silvester?"
"Meanwhile in Alma's corner we have some more vanity breaks. It seems young ladies that those viewers under ten whom idolize him so much won't be disappointed this time. He's beating up on an old man and looking good doing it, sizzling hot! Cut me off a piece of that. OO and Damian is trying to speak to the officials. Lets see, Silvester, get me some stats on that guy!"
- A moment of silence followed by some ruffling of papers, which happen to be blank-
"Alright, Damian Williams, age twenty eight, standing at six feet and four inches. . His weight is unknown thanks to his organic tentacles..? sounds like an oxy moron to me. Comes from America, where he is born in Jonestown Tennessee, I bet they're all watching him and cheering back at home. We don't know his token maneuver, but he certainly likes those long organic things. Wow, someone get him some viagra! Now seems Damian is being chilvarous and giving his opponent a break and possibly so is Alma.. That leaves Shingo who is going to stop being my heart throb captor and joining back the fight with - OOOoh yeah, SSSsSHIINNNNGGGGO KICKU!"
But even as Alma backpedals, Shingo is rushing, and after a quick glance to see that Damian appears to be having a hard time with a headache of sorts -- hey, who knows what might be happening to his head, s'not like Alma has any experience with growing tentacles out of his back -- the would-be bishie's powerful sense of duty drives him to unleash supporting fire as Shingo moves in. "Go for it, Shingo!" the deep-voiced youth calls, rather cheerfully.
"KUU... SEIHA!"
COMBATSYS: Gen blocks Shingo's Shingo Kick.
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COMBATSYS: Alma successfully hits Gen with Sacred Wave.
- Power hit! -
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Shingo is, once again, stopped, but this time it's through the use of a palm blocking the kick. Alma, by contrasts, owns Gen for the third time this fight, leaving him staggering backwards slightly. But at least this time... he gets to counter attack.
Being that he's taken a massive amount of hurt already, he's going to go for broke. Grabbing one of the barrels that Shingo has been throwing at him, he takes the thing with strength he shouldn't have, swinging it for Alma's head with all his might, trying to dent the thing on the fighter. A successful hit will spell some pain for Alma, but it's not exactly the fastest attack he's launched so far...
Silly Gen. The strategy here has changed from Shingo doing the heavy hits to him serving as a nuisance. Essentially it has come down to the boy just launching attacks to get Gen to think about them and fall prey to the attacks of Alma and Damian. It's like a gentle nudge to push him into the way of whatever's coming next. Seems to be working so far. Can't fault him there. "Hey, Mister Gen! Your body is...WIDE OPEN!" While Gen looks to bash Alma over the head with a barrel, Shingo goes for a hook punch to the old man's back.
COMBATSYS: Alma dodges Gen's Random Weapon.
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The old kung fu master, even slowed by Alma's projectile, is very fast -- but Alma's eyes gleam again, just as they did before, and sensing Killing Intent (indeed), with the extra effort born of being One with the Way, the handsome youth is able to defy gravity for just a moment by bending back at just the right time so that the barrel hums just an inch away from his perfect nose.
Rising smoothly, his feet not moving, Alma spins and seems to slide across the ground, as though on ice. In reality, he is cushioned by a thin layer of Psycho Power beneath his feet, as he tries to carry himself away with little effort. "Whew," he says quietly, raising his eyebrows and looking a bit intimidated, as the girls cheer at his stylish defense.
COMBATSYS: Alma takes a breather.
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There's no real intent by Damian to take any further participation in the fight. Gen has lost, and soundly. He wore himself out in an attempt to defeat Alma. Through the proper terms of assassination, it is a sound tactic. Begin with the weakest, and then take out the strong at your leisure. Professional, but in this case it just doesn't work. There's no point in further engagement. Damian will gain nothing out of it, nothing in the slightest. "I'm done." is called out with a gesture of his hand, tentacles retracting as he begins to walk towards the door leading out. "This is a waste of my time." Which, from the tone, appears to ernestly be the most iring facet.
COMBATSYS: Damian takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Gen with Aragami Mikansei.
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"Well as you can see, Shingo did hit, maybe not exactly what you would of thought he was aiming for, but the Yabuki mind works in mysterious ways! Now then a little bit of statistics on the attack we see flying now.. Gen is going to try re-arranging Alma's face so that he'll look like - well never mind, he missed anyway. Meanwhile Shingo is talking dirty and fighting hard, this is going to get someone down in the ropes.. Oh hey, bring one of those hotdogs here, ahh.. put it on my employee tab okay?"
"Mmumm mmumm mummm Ahlma ihs sitthing muumm muumm oohwh, Mmhasster Ghen *Swallow* Mmm good, and Master Gen is going for Broke! It's a two on two action as Shingo and the old man exchange blows and this gang beat down starts to come to the wire! OOOOO! that looked painful, Shingo lands another blow from behind, you know I havn't seen fighting this dirty since the last election cycle.. Mumm mumm mmm mmumm."
Gen is still trying to flail against Alma ineffectually, throwing out a jab with one hand to Alma's face. But Damian hit it right on the head. Multiple ridiculously failed attempts at hitting someone far weaker than himself resulted in him being completely decimated, and now it'd require a miracle for him to hit even a single person one last time. Not that he isn't going to try.
COMBATSYS: Alma blocks Gen's Strong Punch.
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"Is Damian Williams forfeiting? Well I'm sure he'd accept the winnings and the win if the match continues like this, though I can't see it turning around any for Master Gen now. And here we have are trivia from Silvester the Rabbit."
- Muffled talking, sounding like Naerose talking behind a hat -
"Ruff ruff, That's right and what is the American version of the name Shingo? If your answer was the name 'Richard' and you're in row three seat eight then you win Shingo's Bandana! Alright thanks for everyone who participated."
Well. While Gen is doing his best to hit Alma, Shingo thinks he'll go for a couple more free hits on the old man. It's only fair. Since Gen is obviously picking on someone who supposedly doesn't outclass him in the least bit. Oh well. Shingo's here to fight and that's what he's going to do. He swings his left elbow out at Gen to lift the man up, then strikes with his right shoulder while jumping into the air and then bring his right elbow in a hard smash to send the other fighter flying through the air much like those barrels were earlier. "Bing! Bang! Boom!" Shingo lands and grins. That is considering he hits.
"Oh--!"
Should've figured the old guy would try to take him down. You've got to admire the man's single-minded persistence: Alma would rather seppuku than try to take him on all by his lonesome. But whatever Gen's previous training, Alma gets the feeling the man is used to trying to take on single targets, and isn't entirely comfortable fighting many at once. Which means he'd better take as much advantage of that as possible, if he doesn't want a barrel broken over his head.
He hastily parries Gen's attack, flinching from the damage he appears to take all the same, and casts a glance over at Damian's retreating figure. "Mr. Williams!" He doesn't sound desperate, exactly, but he does sound a bit disappointed that he's not gonna get any help. Still, no time to dally, Shingo needs help still. So, with a grunt of effort, Alma summons the winds again, and lunges forward, his image blurring slightly as he attacks with a patter of fierce jabs, aiming for the opposite side that Shingo's attacking from.
COMBATSYS: Gen dodges Alma's Rekka Rush.
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Gen 0/-------/-======|==-----\-------\0 Shingo
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|=====--\-------\0 Alma
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|==-----\-------\0 Damian
COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Gen with Nie Togi.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Gen 1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0 Shingo
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|=====--\-------\0 Alma
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|==-----\-------\0 Damian
"Seriously though, if the management of Saturday Night Fight hear this commentary, please give me a job, I promise not to hit any other official announcer's over the head with my broom if you do! ERr.. Yes right you are Silvester, back to the fight, and Shingo is back in with the attacks to Master Gen's back, are you trying to break the old man's back Yabuki or what? Quick sharp and toward the spine... annnnd here goes Alma, showing off . . again. Misses but Shingo Tenchu style ninja kills Gen from behind!"
Gen suffers. Naturally, Shingo had to get a Critical hit this fight, and here it is, taking Gen out of this battle once and for all. Two taps against Alma was all he accomplished this fight, which, really, might be good news. At least now he knows that anyone on the planet can kill him in that 1v1 death match he desires. Now it's time to find some jobber thug in Metro City to take him out.
COMBATSYS: Gen takes no action.
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|====---\-------\0 Shingo
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|=====--\-------\0 Alma
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|==-----\-------\0 Damian
COMBATSYS: Gen can no longer fight.
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|====---\-------\0 Shingo
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|=====--\-------\0 Alma
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|==-----\-------\0 Damian
"And the winners are Shingo Yabuki, Alma and Damian Williams! - If he isn't forfieted. Not quite a perfect victory, but I believe we have a record for longest elderly beat down ever. Seriously you boys need to go to a retirement home and practice or something. Maybe next time we'll give Master Gen a walker to beat you over the head wit- *scrreeetch"
-Sounds of struggling-
"Hey, lemme go, Uh oh, it's the Po po! Well Naerose Delphine and Silvester, signing off!"
She mounts her broom and looks like she's about to fly away except well.. she doesn't seem to fly, the broom just stays in one place as she apparently can't fly. Then the water she brought with her spills over the sound equipment, it explodes and Naerose is sent flying through the air, on her broom.. er.. sort of.
"Team rocket bllaast offff!"
Damian has wandered off to go get drunk.
Grin. Looks like the boy hit Gen harder than he intended. Not that Shingo is complaining at all. A win is a win. After the announcement is given that the fight is over, Yabuki turns to his teammates and gives them a beaming smile with at thumbs-up, "Yeah! We did it! No sweat!" He isn't being cocky. Speaking the truth. Since he really didn't break a sweat when fighting Gen. Given that the old man kept going after Alma.
Alma can only grit his teeth as he feels his attack meet nothing but air, and, though his eyes are still clear and free of any fear, he can't help but sigh slightly. Here comes the pain.
Wait... no, no it doesn't come. Because Shingo has just totally saved Alma's butt. As the audience applauds mightily, highly impressed by how the lower-tier fighters have completely outdone themselves, Alma Towazu looks up and casts Shingo a winning smile. "Yeah, we did it," he agrees, almost shyly. "Nice teamwork, Shingo. We all worked well together."
Ignoring the cheering fans, Alma looks over his shoulder with concern at the place where Damian vanished. "I hope that guy's alright," he mutters to himself, before leaning over Gen and reaching out with his hands open, closing his eyes and concentrating. "Now let's see if I can fix a little of the damage we've done..."
Log created by Alma, and last modified on 16:13:53 10/15/2005.