SNF 2005.11 - Kensou vs Shingo

Description: Shingo Kicks versus meatbuns -- which is mightier? (Winner: Shingo)



"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Step right up! It's another exciting Saturday Night Fight brought to you by the wonderful folks over at Howard Arena. A subsidiary of Howard Enterprises. Over in the blue corner, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-four pounds frooooooom China! Sie Kensou!" The crowd cheers for no other reason other than they know that they're supposed to cheer whenever a fighter gets announced. "And iiiiiiin the red corner! Hailing from right here in Southtown! Weighing one hundred and fifty-two pounds even! It's none other than Shingoooooooooo Yabuki!" Again the cheer goes into an uproar when Shingo's name is given and the announcer motions over to his corner. Leaving the crowd to wonder on two things. One, where exactly are these coloured corners the announcer is talking about? Two, where the heck is that Shingo Yabuki? Whoa. Seriously. Where is that kid?

To answer the questions of the audience that they didn't even verbally ask clearly enough for Mister Announcer to hear, the colours for the corners are scribbled on the street with coloured chalk. As to where Shingo is? Why, he's that lad in the distance running pretty fast to where all the SNF stuff is set up. "Hold on! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm here!" Shingo runs up and is panting rather plenty. As if he ran the whole way here from home. Which he did. "Sorry about that guys," he explains rubbing his head a bit embarrassed, "Had to take a nap after fighting Bao. But I'm ready to go now!" He turns to Kensou and gives the other teen a nod.

When his name is called, Kensou - who was finishing off a bowl of noodles, actually, standing off to one side in the 'blue corner' - looks up from his meal, slurping up a mouthful of noodles and looking, well... Basically like he wasn't paying attention. But yes, there's cheers anyway. Shingo's tardiness proves you don't even need to be /present/ to get cheered on, so inured are the locals to the standard trappings of professional fighting. Or maybe there's an 'applause' sign. Chewing, and then swallowing the last of his meal, Kensou hands the empty disposable bowl and chopsticks to one of the SNF employees, before making his way towards the middle of the fighting area with a grin. "Looks like s'time for our rematch!" he declares, stretching his arms over his head. Yes! Kensou is full of confidence and energy! Pep and vigour! Cheap microwave ramen! Settling into his usual fighting stance, wide-legged with his left fist leading, turned lamp up and his right fist held closer to the body, he briefly moves his leading hand so he can give a thumbs-up to the other young man. Clearly, a grudge match this ain't. "Don't go holdin' back, now," he says, waiting for the proverbial 'bell'...

COMBATSYS: Shingo has started a fight here.

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Shingo           0/-------/-------|


COMBATSYS: Kensou has joined the fight here.

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Shingo           0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Kensou


Nope. Definitely not a grudge match at all. Heck, Shingo probably doesn't even know what the meaning behind that type of match is. The people who Shingo actually dislikes so much that he would have anything vaguely resembling a grudge match can be counted on the fingers of a cat. Yes, cats don't have fingers. That's exactly the point. Similar but not quite to the pointing that Shingo does to the sky with his thumbs-up to Kensou. "Don't worry, Kensou! I won't! Especially not after that pre-SNF medal fight with Bao!" He automatically presumes that Kensou knows of the younger boy. Don't all those psycho people stick together? Waiting for the proverbial bell? That would be the announcer's booming voice, "Let's go fighters! Go for broke!" And that would be the cue to get it on.

A cue that Shingo takes and was ready for. Doing something different from his last couple of fights against Bao and before that Sakura, he hops forward at Kensou rather quickly and crouches low in front of the psion to swing a leg out in a wide horizontal arc across the ground to knock the Chinese fighter's feet out. It's not one of those spinning sweeps, more akin to sticking his leg out. "Ha!"

COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Kensou with Strong Kick.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-

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Shingo           0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0           Kensou


Go for broke, indeed. Kensou tries to drop his weight down and stop Shingo's big sweep, rather than try and get out of the way, which might be what costs him; rather than deflecting the impact and reducing the damage, the Chinese fighter ends up just /helping/ Shingo out, getting swept and hitting the street /hard/, his head bouncing. "O-ow!" he exclaims, quite sagely. Woo, that one's a bit dizzying... But he's not quite out of it, rolling away from Shingo and making a throwing motion with one arm as he does; this launches a blue-tinged sphere of white Psycho Power towards the other fighter, as one might expect, which Kensou hopes will buy him enough time to get his bearings back.

COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Shingo with Choukyuu Dan.

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Shingo           0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0           Kensou


After having that match with Bao, Shingo hates to say it but...that attack Kensou launches at him feels nothing more than like a slap to the face than anything else. Not to put the other fighter down or anything. It's simply that the mushroom-hat wearing psion hits that much harder with his energy attacks. Still. The blue orb of psi causes Shingo to grunt when it nails him in his shoulder and pushes him to the floor. If only because he made a dive to avoid taking damage. Obviously the dive didn't work except in the opposite way it was supposed to. "Oof!"

Shingo rolls up onto his feet and takes a few more deep breaths. "Breaking out the artillery already, huh? Better prepare myself for the second volley then!" He spreads out his feet a little wider and braces himself as best he can as his gloves tighten around his fists and he locks his eyes onto the kung-fu fighter. "Yosh! Bring it!"

COMBATSYS: Shingo focuses on his next action.

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Shingo           0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0           Kensou


It's true; Kensou simply isn't as powerful as Bao, in that particular department. But while he might lack the raw power of prodigies like Bao or Athena, he more than makes up for it in... Well, something. He can fight better than Bao, at least, when he isn't tripping all over himself! Anyway, with one hand planted against the concrete, Kensou flips back up to his feet, turning quickly to face Shingo again. Ugh, that fall earlier /still/ stings. "Hey, I ain't crazy enough t' try the same thing twice in a row!" he counters. Except he totally is. But he won't, right now. Instead, dropping back into his stance, Kensou tenses, and starts to gather his Psycho Power, little visible motes of blue-tinged white energy springing into existence and drawing in towards him, the gathering power shifting his clothes and hair in a 'breeze' only he can feel. "Haaaa-!"

COMBATSYS: Kensou gathers his will.

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Shingo           0/-------/----===|=======\===----\1           Kensou


Good. Because Shingo was bluffing. As much as he would like to think otherwise, his resistance to psychic powers isn't as strong as his resistance to hadoukens. And only hadoukens. So it seems anyways. He would like to test this at a later date however and not right now. "Heh. Looks like it's on me again, then!" Shingo says outloud back to Kensou. He's again going to attempt something rather crazy and insane and that went horribly wrong when he did it against Bao. Hopefully his luck can hold out long enough for it to at least do something to Kensou. If not. Then it's definitely onto just leaping through the air swinging his leg widly with tons of Shingo Kicks. Till he actively decides to do such a thing Shingo darts in low at Kensou and lets out a loud battle cry of, "YOSHAAAAAA!" The goal here is to grip tightly on to Kensou's clothing to jerk him off-balance and to next floor him with a powerful tackle involving his entire right side going from shoulder down to elbow.

COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Kensou with Hatsugane.

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Shingo           0/-------/-======|=======\=======\1           Kensou


Crap! Kensou is grabbed and tackled, hitting the ground /almost/ as hard as he did earlier, bouncing once away from Shingo. This is... Really not going well at all. Getting to his feet, a bit wobbly, Kensou... Knows what he must do. Rather than going back on the offense, his reaction is to reach behind his back, quickly producing from nowhere a piping-hot pork bun, which he pops in his mouth and chews. While trying to keep away from Shingo, of course, because that guy really /hurts/. Of course, sooner or later Kensou's going to have to try and mount an effective offenese, otherwise he's already lost, but...

Eating in the middle of a fight? Should Shingo feel insulted? That Kensou thinks that he's so good that he can just stop the fight when he's at the disadvantage is worrying. Shingo knows better. He knows that Kensou is in a predictament. That's the only reason the meat bun would come out. Cause come on. What reason where there be to replenish one's energy if they're doing well? None whatsoever. Therefore Kensou must know what's coming next. And it definitely can't be good for him.

"SHINGO KIIIIIIICKU!" Yep, that's right. The Shingo Kick. He hasn't had luck with it hitting the whole day but that doesn't mean he's going to give up on using it! It has to hit sooner or later. If he uses it enough times. Maybe Kensou will be the lucky one to take it full to the side of his head. Shingo flies through the air with the greatest of ease.

COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Kensou with Meat Bun.

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Shingo           0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0           Kensou


COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Kensou with Shingo Kick.
- Power hit! -

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Shingo           1/-------/=======|=======\====---\1           Kensou


"Ahh!" Yes, the bun helps out tremendously, as Kensou's earlier injuries fade. Not that they were terribly visible, but that's beside the point. Unfortunately, this leaves him a bit slow at catching up with what happens next. "Uh oh," says he, as he sees that foot coming, and while he tries to get his arms up in time to block it... No dice! He gets hit good and proper, jerking to one side from the hit! Woo, that one rattled the ol' noggin pretty good... But Kensou's not about to give up! Instead, he immediately tries to strike back, lashing his right arm out in a palm strike... Except there's no real force behind the hand, while his left hand taps against his right shoulder. Then? Then he unleashes that familiar sphere of blue-tinged white Psycho Power, that enormous explosion of force, trying to trap Shingo inside the confines of the attack. "HAAAAAAAAA-!"

COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Shingo with Senki Hakkei.

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Shingo           1/--=====/=======|===----\-------\0           Kensou


Bleh. So much for luck holding out! Being so close to Kensou usually would be the perfect place for Shingo to be in a fight. It means he can cut loose with his close-combat expertness that has served him well in the past before as opposed to standing at a distance and just chucking projectiles around like some other fighters have a penchant for doing. Real fighters don't need projectiles! What they need is the ability to cast flames around like a pyromancer. So cool. Pyrocasting. Awesomeriffic. Now that's a dream to achieve to! In order to achieve it he has to first escape from the psionic prison. Maybe he'll just wait for it to end. Then he'll wait to get up off the ground from the hit by rolling over.

Springing up he rubs under his nose with one finger and grins brightly at Kensou, "Ouch. Man, have I been hitting you that hard all fight? Geez! If you keep this up then I'll need one of those meat buns too!" He flexes his fingers inside his black gloves and channels his inner energies. He's going to shoot flame this time. He just knows it. "Are you ready for the heat?" Shingo leaps as high as he can in the air at Kensou and lands half a metre in front of him. "Feel the burning of Shingoooooooooo!" Suddenly a punch flies out from nowhere, well it came from somewhere. Directly in front of Kensou from the fighter he's facing off. Just a figure of speech. Should the first punch hits Shingo swings five more times and completes it with a familiar shoulder slam into the other boy. Shingo then holds the pose from the final shoulder dramatically and waits to see if Kensou gets back up.

COMBATSYS: Shingo successfully hits Kensou with Burning Shingo.

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Shingo           0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1           Kensou


Actually, Kensou isn't ready for the heat, and honestly he'd prefer to not feel the burning of Shingo. Or much of anything else of Shingo's, if he can help it. Knowing he really can't take much more punishment, the Psycho Soldier tries to get out of the way... But to no avail! Instead, he gets punched a whole helluva lot, and finally hit with that shoulder, falling back. "Geh... Damn, you're even stronger than before," he's forced to admit... Before springing, a bit wobbly, to his feet. All he's got left is enough strength for one last attack, so he'd better make it count, this time trying to get /both/ palms on Shingo before unleashing a second hellish blast of Psycho Power...!

COMBATSYS: Kensou can no longer fight.

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Shingo           0/-------/-----==|


COMBATSYS: Kensou successfully hits Shingo with Senki Hakkei.

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BOOM. Wheeee! Kensou succeeds in copping a free feel on Shingo's chest with both of his hands. Sakura might have something to say about that if it wasn't for Kensou blasting the boy away with another tremendous blast of psychic force that surrounds his entire body obscuring from vision of the crowd, cameras, and even the announcer. The glare of the energy dies down and at the end there's only one fighter left standing. Unfortunately for fans of the Psycho Soldiers, it isn't Kensou.

Shingo nearly drops to his knees. Only stopping short with one knee down on the ground with some heavy breathing. Take a lungful of air in he rises back to his feet and hoists a fist straight up into the air, "This one is for Kusanagi-ryuu!" This sends whatever fans he has in the crowd into a frenzy and the announcer smirks.

"Well folks! There you go! You have your winner! Southtown's very own, Shingooooooooo Yabuuuuuukiiiiiiiiii! Don't forget to purchase some of our wonderful products on your way out!" The mic gets turned off and SNF event medics move out onto the field of combat to tend to the wounds of the fighters.

COMBATSYS: Shingo takes no action.

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COMBATSYS: Shingo has ended the fight here.


On the other hand, Kensou /does/ drop to his knees, putting both hands to his stomach as it lets out a very loud, gurgling growl. "Aaaah... Stupid ramen, I always get hungry again so quick," he complains. Actually, he /always/ gets hungry after a fight, win or lose! Alas that this time, it's lose. Nah, he's not bitter that Shingo's still standing... But he's not exactly proud of the fact that the only reason the fight wasn't totally one-sided was that he used his most devastating technique twice! And then, well, out come the medics, and that is that.

Log created by Kensou, and last modified on 21:45:09 11/12/2005.